[o]ne Can Dream So Much Better In

Some Nights Are Like Honey - And Some Like Wine - And Some Like Wormwood.

But You Have Such Dimples," Said Anne, Smiling Affectionately Into The Pretty, Vivacious Face So Near Her Own. "lovely Dimples, Like Little Dents In Cream. I Have Given Up All Hope Of Dimples. My Dimple-dream Will Never Come True; But So Many Of My Dreams Have That I Mustn't Complain. Am I All Ready Now?

Doesn't Matter What A Person's Name Is As Long As He Behaves Himself.

She Suddenly Found Herself Laughing Without Bitterness.

Mrs. Lynde Says, 'blessed Are They Who Expect Nothing For They Shall Not Be Disappointed.