Her Affection For Everything She Could Love

If You Look The Right Way, You Can See That The Whole World Is A Garden.

You Either Build Up Or You Tear Down. You Either Keep In The Light Where You Can See, Or You Stand In The Dark And Fight Everything That Comes Near You, Because You Can't See And You Think It's An Enemy.

There's Naught As Nice As Th' Smell O' Good Clean Earth, Except Th' Smell O' Fresh Growin' Things When Th' Rain Falls On 'em.

When You Will Not Fly Into A Passion People Know You Are Stronger Than They Are, Because You Are Strong Enough To Hold In Your Rage, And They Are Not, And They Say Stupid Things They Wish They Hadn't Said Afterward. There's Nothing So Strong As Rage, Except What Makes You Hold It In--that's Stronger. It's A Good Thing Not To Answer Your Enemies.

And They Both Began To Laugh Over Nothing As Children Will When They Are Happy Together. And They Laughed So That In The End They Were Making As Much Noise As If They Had Been Two Ordinary Healthy Natural Ten-year-old Creatures—instead Of A Hard, Little, Unloving Girl And A Sickly Boy Who Believed That He Was Going To Die.