Tomorrow is always fresh, with no mistakes in it.

trees, unlike so many humans, always improve on acquaintance. No matter how much you like them at the start you are sure to like them much better further on, and best of all when you have known them for years and enjoyed intercourse with them in all seasons.

Blessings be the inventor of the alphabet, pen and printing press! Life would be -- to me in all events -- a terrible thing without books.

You were never poor as long as you had something to love.

She had dreamed some brilliant dreams during the past winter and now they lay in the dust around her. In her present mood of self-disgust, she could not immediately begin dreaming again. And she discovered that, while solitude with dreams is glorious, solitude without them has few charms.

In everything you do aim to excel for what is worth doing is worth doing well

She had...the glimmerings of a sense of humour - which is simply another name for a sense of the fitness of things.