You May Tire Of Reality But You

I Feel As If I Had Opened A Book And Found Roses Of Yesterday Sweet And Fragrant, Between Its Leaves.

I Believe Flowers Have Souls. I Have Known Roses That I Expect To Meet In Heaven.

She Asked Me What Made Me Do Such A Thing. That Is An Awkward Question Because I Often Can't Tell What Makes Me Do Things. Sometimes I Do Them Just To Find Out What I Feel Like Doing Them. And Sometimes I Do Them Because I Want To Have Some Exciting Things To Tell My Grandchildren.

I Wonder Why People So Commonly Suppose That If Two Individuals Are Both Writers They Must Therefore Be Hugely Congenial," Said Anne, Rather Scornfully. "nobody Would Expect Two Blacksmiths To Be Violently Attracted Toward Each Other Merely Because They Were Both Blacksmiths.

Houses Are Like People - Some You Like And Some You Don't Like - And Once In A While There Is One You Love.