There's nothing on earth to do here but look at the view and eat. You can imagine the result since I do not like to look at views.

She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn't boring.

It's terrible to allow conventional habits to gain a hold on a whole household; to eat, sleep and live by clock ticks.

She felt the essence of herself pulled finer and smaller like those streams of spun glass that pull and stretch till there remains but a glimmering illusion. Neither falling nor breaking, the stream spins finer. She felt herself very small and ecstatic. Alabama was in love.

People are like almanacs, Bonnie - you never can find the information you're looking for, but the casual reading is well worth the trouble.

I suppose all we can really share with people is a taste for the same kinds of weather.

Oh, the secret life of man and woman--dreaming how much better we would be than we are if we were somebody else or even ourselves, and feeling that our estate has been unexploited to its fullest.