It was really dreadful to be so different from other people…and yet rather wonderful, too, as if you were a being strayed from another star.

No use in taking a cat's opinion of a dog.

Houses are like people - some you like and some you don't like - and once in a while there is one you love.

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

Look at that sea, girls--all silver and shadow and vision of things not seen. We couldn't enjoy its loveliness any more if we had millions of dollars and ropes of diamonds.

Walter's eyes were very wonderful. All the joy and sorrow and laughter and loyalty and aspirations of many generations lying under the sod looked out of their dark-gray depths.

Behind them in the garden the little stone house brooded among the shadows. It was lonely but not forsaken. It had not yet done with dreams and laughter and the joy of life; there were to be future summers for the little stone house; meanwhile, it could wait. And over the river in purple durance the echoes bided their time.