I wonder what it would be like to live in a world where it was always June.

There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining any more.

I have learned to look upon each little hindrance as a jest and each great one as a foreshadowing of victory.

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

I wish I were dead, or that it were tomorrow night,' groaned Phil.

I am simply a 'book drunkard.' Books have the same irresistible temptation for me that liquor has for its devotee. I cannot withstand them.

What is it really like to be engaged?" asked Anne curiously. "Well, that all depends on who you're engaged to," answered Diana, with that maddening air of superior wisdom always assumed by those who are engaged over those who are not.