Silence always gives consent.

The heart's seasons seldom coincide with the calendar. Who among us has not been made desolate beyond all words upon some golden day when the little creatures of the air and meadow were life incarnate, from sheer joy of living? Who among us has not come home, singing, when the streets were almost impassable with snow, or met a friend with a happy, smiling face, in the midst of a pouring rain?

it always seems to me as if the lavender was a little woman in a green dress, with a lavender bonnet and a white kerchief. She's one of those strong, sweet, wholesome people, who always rest you, and her sweetness lingers long after she goes away.

Marriage is the cold potato of love.

There is a great deal of trouble in this world which is not caused by people keeping their mouths shut.

Of all the things that make for happiness, the love of books comes first. No matter how the world may have used us, sure solace lies there.

When things hurt us, we're merely on our way to another spiritual environment.