Oh, Life, I am yours. Whatever it is you want of me, I am ready to give.

How deeply one felt when alone.

Later she sat on the ground in the forest between school and home, and spring was so bright and beautiful, the warm air touched her so tenderly, she could almost feel herself changing into a flower. Her light dress felt like petals. "I love everything," she heard herself say. "So do I," a voice answered. Pearl straightened up and looked around. No one was there.

I think I feel a little differently than other people do. For some reason I've never felt grown up.

Oh, Life, I am yours. Whatever it is you want of me, I am ready to give.

I've always despised old people. I got angry at my father when he began to show signs of age.

did you ever see anybody so disgusting: said lightning to thunder, "never" thunder growled thunder, "lets give him the works