Do you girls have hope chests?' Lloyd asked. We certainly do.' I don't,' said Betsy. 'My husband and I are going to use paper plates and napkins.' Poor Joe!' Lucky Larry!

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.

You got off on the wrong foot. I merely watched you shove it into your mouth.

What if making peace with our warring hearts—peace within—is the first step to world peace?

My life contains so many other things; I have my children, my grandchildren, my two dogs and a big place in the country. I have my own life.

I make music cuz it's almost like I can escape everything I was involved in. All I gotta do is make music. I don't do nothin but make music.

If you want to go put on a bathrobe and go walk down the street, excellent. I think it's more about trying to get an individual style than trying to get a uniform look.

Getting candor right - with your reports, your peers, and your boss - is a skill that can make or break your career.

We all carry our mothers inside us.

I want kids. I want a soccer team, and I want a husband.

I would hope they would be our fellow artists, rather than trying to emulate or idolize clowns like us.

Personal participation is the universal principle of knowing.