It's the worst kind of cruelty — the thoughtless kind. You can't cope with it.

I've a pocket full of dreams to sell," said Teddy, whimsically,... "What d'ye lack? What d'ye lack? A dream of success--a dream of adventure--a dream of the sea--a dream of the woodland--any kind of a dream you want at reasonable prices, including one or two unique little nightmares. What will you give me for a dream?

Who would endure life if it were not for the hope of death?

The beauty of winter is that it makes you appreciate spring.

Make them do as you want them to," she said. "I can’t," mourned Anne. "Averil is such an unmanageable heroine. She will do and say things I never meant her to. Then that spoils everything that went before and I have to write it all over again.

As a rule, I am very careful to be shallow and conventional where depth and originality are wasted.

Nobody is ever too old to dream. And dreams never grow old.