Why Are You In Such A Rush?"

There's No Need To Imagine That You're A Wondrous Beauty, Because That's What You Are.

The Thing About God, She Thought, Is That He Usually Does Help, But Not Until You've Made An Effort On Your Own.

I Love Borders. August Is The Border Between Summer And Autumn; It Is The Most Beautiful Month I Know.

It's A Funny Thing About Bogs. You Can Fill Them With Rocks And Sand And Old Logs And Make A Little Fenced-in Yard On Top With A Woodpile And Chopping Block - But Bogs Go Right On Behaving Like Bogs. Early In The Spring They Breathe Ice And Make Their Own Mist, In Remembrance Of The Time When They Had Black Water And Their Own Sedge Blossoming Untouched.

Anyway, Solitary People Interest Me. There Are So Many Different Ways Of Being Solitary.' 'i Know Just What You Mean,' Said X. 'i Know Exactly What You're Going To Say. Different Kinds Of Solitude. Enforced Solitude And Voluntary Solitude.' 'quite,' Said Viktoria. 'there's No Need To Go Into It Further. But When People Understand One Another Without Speaking, It Can Often Leave Them With Very Little To Talk About, Don't You Think?