Come in early, so there'll be time to pop corn,' Mrs. Ray said. If she mentioned popping corn, they always came in early. So she usually mentioned it.

It was June, and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.

Betsy returned to her chair, took off her coat and hat, opened her book and forgot the world again.

You might as well learn right now, you two, that the poorest guide you can have in life is what people will say.

In silence the three of them looked at the sunset and thought about God.

Isn't it mysterious to begin a new journal like this? I can run my fingers through the fresh clean pages but I cannot guess what the writing on them will be.

The wastes of snow on the hill were ghostly in the moonlight. The stars were piercingly bright.

Good things come, but they're never perfect; are they? You have to twist them into something perfect.

Was life always like that? she wondered. A game of hide and seek in which you only occasionally found the person you wanted to be?

I cannot remember back to a year in which I did not consider myself to be a writer, and the younger I was the bigger that capital 'W.

Betsy. The great war is on but I hope ours is over. Please come home. Joe.

And like a favorite old movie, sometimes the sameness in a friend is what you like the most about her.

Beware a kiss, he told her. Kisses are powerful things. You expose part of your soul.

The most important words that have helped me in life, when things have gone right or when things have gone wrong are 'accept responsibility.'

Mental slavery is worst than physical slavery

There's opportunity upon opportunity to be grateful; that's what life is.

I never have been an anarchist, I've always had goals and always have acted out of love.

To assault the total culture totally is to be free to use all the fruits of mankind's wisdom and experience without the rotten structure in which these glories are encased and encrusted.

Each one of us has the power to make others feel better or worse. Making others feel better is much more fun than making others feel worse. Making others feel better generally makes us feel better

Snake eyes is a gambling term, and an animal term, too.

When one starts from a portrait and seeks by successive eliminations to find pure form... one inevitably ends up with an egg.