Crackers are short on sparkle.

It was not often that she was alone like this and she did not like it. When she was alone she had to think and, these days, thoughts were not so pleasant.

If! If! If! There were so many ifs in life, never any sense of security, always the dread of losing everything.

Vanity was stronger than love at sixteen and there was no room in her hot heart now for anything but hate.

So you’ll have to wait for approval from your grandchildren.” “I wonder what our grandchildren will be like!” “Are you suggesting by that ‘our’ that you and I will have mutual grandchildren? Fie, Mrs. Kennedy!

The Irish are the damnedest race. They put so much emphasis on so many wrong things.

But the small cloud which appeared in the northwest four months ago had blown up into a mighty storm and then into a screaming tornado,sweeping away her world, whirling her out of her sheltered life,and dropping her down in the midst of this still,haunted desolation.