The root of things, what they were all afraid of saying, was that happiness is dirt cheap. You can have it for nothing. Beauty.

After that, how unbelievable death was! - that is must end; and no one in the whole world would know how she had loved it all.

In the 18th century we knew how everything was done, but here I rise through the air, I listen to voices in America, I see men flying- but how is it done? I can't even begin to wonder. So my belief in magic returns.

As long as she thinks of a man, nobody objects to a woman thinking.

If only she could put them together, she felt, write them out in some sentence, then she would have got at the truth of things.

There can be no two opinions as to what a highbrow is. He is the man or woman of thoroughbred intelligence who rides his mind at a gallop across country in pursuit of an idea.

Where the Mind is biggest, the Heart, the Senses, Magnanimity, Charity, Tolerance, Kindliness, and the rest of them scarcely have room to breathe.