Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.

Facts are stubborn things, but, as some one has wisely said, not half so stubborn as fallacies.

To dispair is to turn your back on God.

it would be lovely to sleep in a wild cherry-tree all white with bloom in the moonshine

It will come sometime. Some beautiful morning she will just wake up and find it is Tomorrow. Not Today but Tomorrow. And then things will happen ... wonderful things.

Which would you rather be if you had the choice--divinely beautiful or dazzlingly clever or angelically good?

Red hair is my life long sorrow.