The most important part of religion isn't in any church. It's down in your own heart. Religion is in your thoughts, and in the way you act from day to day, in the way you treat other people. It's honesty, and unselfishness, and kindness. Especially kindness.

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

She thought of the library, so shining white and new; the rows and rows of unread books; the bliss of unhurried sojourns there and of going out to a restaurant, alone, to eat.

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.

The wastes of snow on the hill were ghostly in the moonlight. The stars were piercingly bright.

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.

When there are boys you have to worry about how you look, and whether they like you, and why they like another girl better, and whether they're going to ask you to something or other. It's a strain.