Venerable are letters, infinitely brave, forlorn, and lost.

One of the signs of passing youth is the birth of a sense of fellowship with other human beings as we take our place among them.

and then he could not see her come into a room without a sense of the flowing of robes, of the flowering of blossoms, of the purple waves of the sea, of all things that are lovely and mutable on the surface but still and passionate in their heart.

At last she shut the book sharply, lay back, and drew a deep breath, expressive of the wonder which always marks the transition from the imaginary world to the real world.

I really don't advise a woman who wants to have things her own way to get married

Boredom is the legitimate kingdom of the philanthropic.

For the young people could not talk. And why should they? Shout, embrace, swing, be up at dawn.