Five golden years, Heart of Mine, have we walked the way of life together, and there is not an hour I would have changed; there is no moment when I would have you other than you have been. It is the fashion these days, I know, to say that love ends at the altar, but it is not so. You and I have found the old dream of the world divinely true. It is neither a poet's fancy nor a trick of the imagination, but a thing of fadeless and unending beauty.

Did you ever read a love-letter that wasn't an evidence of idiocy - except your own?

May our house always be too small to hold all of our friends.

Marriage is the process by which a woman deprives herself of an escort.

Youth asks no greater privilege than to fight its own battles. It is mistaken kindness to shield - it weakens one in the years to come.

The only way to win happiness is to give it. The more we give, the more we have.

each separate flower has a magic all its own.