Isn't it mysterious to begin a new journal like this? I can run my fingers through the fresh clean pages but I cannot guess what the writing on them will be.

I'm finished with something, but I'm not beginning anything. That's wrong. When you finish something, you ought always to begin something new.

Come in early, so there'll be time to pop corn,' Mrs. Ray said. If she mentioned popping corn, they always came in early. So she usually mentioned it.

I cannot remember back to a year in which I did not consider myself to be a writer, and the younger I was the bigger that capital 'W.

We'll just have to find more flowers in the spring. That's when they bloom, tra la.

You might as well learn right now, you two, that the poorest guide you can have in life is what people will say.

It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.