Oh", she thought, "how horrible it is that people have to grow up-and marry-and change!

That's the worst of growing up, and I'm beginning to realize it. The things you wanted so much when you were a child don't seem half so wonderful to you when you get them.

Never be silent with persons you love and distrust," Mr. Carpenter had said once. "Silence betrays.

You must pay the penalty of growing-up, Paul. You must leave fairyland behind you.

I suppose all this sounds very crazy — all these terrible emotions always do sound foolish when we put them into our inadequate words. They are not meant to be spoken — only felt and endured.

Saying one's prayers isn't exactly the same thing as praying.

Rebellion flamed up in her soul as the dark hours passed by – not because she had no future but because she had no past.