Life, Deal Gently With Her ... Love,

…the Lake Of Shining Waters Was Blue — Blue — Blue; Not The Changeful Blue Of Spring, Nor The Pale Azure Of Summer, But A Clear, Steadfast, Serene Blue, As If The Water Were Past All Modes And Tenses Of Emotion And Had Settled Down To A Tranquillity Unbroken By Fickle Dreams.

Nothing Is Ever Really Lost To Us As Long As We Remember It.

I'd Rather Look Ridiculous When Everybody Else Does Than Plain And Sensible All By Myself.

Most Of The Trouble In Life Comes From Misunderstanding, I Think,' Said Anne.

Why Did Dusk And Fir-scent And The Afterglow Of Autumnal Sunsets Make People Say Absurd Things?