Some people go through life trying to find out what the world holds for them only to find out too late that it's what they bring to the world that really counts.

When people ask me what on earth I want to keep two cats for I tell them I keep them to do my resting for me.

I can't cheer up — I don't want to cheer up. It's nicer to be miserable!

That's one splendid thing about such affairs — it's so lovely to look back to them.

Trees have as much individuality as human beings. Not even two spruces are alike. There is always some kink or curve or bend of bough to single each one out from its fellows.

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.

Oh, sometimes I think it is of no use to make friends. They only go out of your life after awhile and leave a hurt that is worse than the emptiness before they came.