When she walked...she stretched out long and thin like a little tiger, and held her head high to look over the grass as if she were treading the jungle.
Sarah Orne JewettYes'm, old friends is always best, 'less you can catch a new one that's fit to make an old one out of.
Sarah Orne JewettIn the life of each of us, I said to myself, there is a place remote and islanded, and given to endless regret or secret happiness; we are each the uncompanioned hermit and recluse of an hour or a day; we understand our fellows of the cell to whatever age of history they may belong.
Sarah Orne JewettDo not hurry too fast in these early winter days, - a quiet hour is worth more to you than anything you can do in it.
Sarah Orne Jewett