silence is very moving to youth, for who knows what it hides?

One must desire something to be alive.

A sneer is like a flame; it may occasionally be curative because it cauterizes, but it leaves a bitter scar.

The anger of slow, mild, loving people has a lasting quality that mere bad-tempered folk cannot understand.

By some mysterious method, Susan Carr's gossip gave the listener a gentler feeling towards his kind. When she spoke of her neighbors' faults, one knew that somehow they were simply virtues gone to seed.

... safety that depends on an apron-string is very unsafe!

One must desire something to be alive; perhaps absolute satisfaction is only another name for Death.