When people ask me what on earth I want to keep two cats for I tell them I keep them to do my resting for me.
When one great passion seizes possession of the soul all other feelings are crowded out.
Because when you are imagining, you might as well imagine something worth while.
As she walked along she dramatized the night. There was about it a wild, lawless charm that appealed to a certain wild, lawless strain hidden deep in Emily’s nature – the strain of the gypsy and the poet, the genius and the fool.
We pay a price for everything we get or take in this world; and although ambitions are well worth having, they are not to be cheaply won, but exact their dues of work and self denial, anxiety and discouragement.
Anyone who has gumption knows what it is, and anyone who hasn’t can never know what it is. So there is no need of defining it.
Red hair is my life long sorrow.
All pioneers are considered to be afflicted with moonstruck madness.
I read in a book once that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, but I’ve never been able to believe it. I don’t believe a rose WOULD be as nice if it was called a thistle or a skunk cabbage.
Anne always remembered the silvery, peaceful beauty and fragrant calm of that night. It was the last night before sorrow touched her life; and no life is ever quite the same again when once that cold, sanctifying touch has been laid upon it.
But it ain’t our feelings we have to steer by through life – no, no, we’d make shipwreck mighty often if we did that. There’s only the one safe compass and we’ve got to set our course by that – what it’s right to do.
We ought always to try to influence others for good.
The body grows slowly and steadily but the soul grows by leaps and bounds. It may come to its full stature in an hour.
All life lessons are not learned at college,’she thought. Life teaches them everywhere.
Youth is not a vanished thing but something that dwells forever in the heart.
You were never poor as long as you had something to love.
When you’ve learned to laugh at the things that should be laughed at, and not to laugh at those that shouldn’t, you’ve got wisdom and understanding. -Aunt Jimsie.
My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.
It was three o’clock in the morning – the wisest and most accursed hour of the clock. But sometimes it sets us free.
Rebellion flamed up in her soul as the dark hours passed by – not because she had no future but because she had no past.