Doesn't matter what a person's name is as long as he behaves himself.

Without shedding of blood there is no anything. Everything, it seems to me, has to be purchased by selfsacrifice. Our race has marked every step of its painful ascent with blood. And now torrents of it must flow again.

You may tire of reality but you never tire of dreams.

Valancy herself had never quite relinquished a certain pitiful, shamed, little hope that Romance would come her way yet - never, until this wet, horrible morning, when she wakened to the fact that she was twenty-nine and unsought by any man. Ay, there lay the sting. Valancy did not mind so much being an old maid. After all, she thought, being an old maid couldn’t possibly be as dreadful as being married to an Uncle Wellignton or an Uncle Benjamin, or even an Uncle Herbert. What hurt her was that she had never had a chance to be anything but an old maid.

Fear is a vile thing, and is at the bottom of almost every wrong and hatred of the world.

Maples are such sociable trees ... They're always rustling and whispering to you.

I can't help flying up on the wings of anticipation. It's as glorious as soaring through a sunset... almost pays for the thud.