There must be a limit to the mistakes one person can make, and when I get to the end of them, then I'll be through with them. That's a comforting thought

there's no use trying to live in other people's opinions. The only thing to do is live in your own.

Outgrowing things we love is never a pleasant process.

I don't want sunbursts and marble halls. I just want YOU. Sunbursts and marble halls may be all very well, but there is more 'scope for imagination' without them. And as for the waiting, that doesn't matter. We'll just be happy, waiting and working for each other—and dreaming. Oh, dreams will be very sweet now.

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

Oh, it's delightful to have ambitions. I'm so glad I have such a lot. And there never seems to be any end to them-- that's the best of it. Just as soon as you attain to one ambition you see another one glittering higher up still. It does make life so interesting.

I don't like green Christmases. They're not green—they're just nasty faded browns and grays.