All my life I've been lonely. I've been lonely at crowded parties. I've been lonely in the middle of kissing a girl and I've been lonely at camp with….

Sometimes I think it's better to suffer bitter unhappiness and to fight and to scream out, and even to suffer that terrible pain, than to just be... ….

Bad quarrels come when two people are wrong. Worse quarrels come when two people are right..

It was so simple that a flash of astonishment that felt like pain shot through her head. Education! That was it! It was education that made the diffe….

Oh, magic hour, when a child first knows she can read printed words..

It's a beautiful religion and I wish I understood it more. No, I don't want to understand it all. It's beautiful because it's always a mystery. Somet….

There are very few bad people. There are just a lot of people that are unlucky..

I wrote about people who liked fake fireplaces in their parlor, who thought a brass horse with a clock embedded in its flank was wonderful..

It takes a lot of doing to die..

It's come at last", she thought, "the time when you can no longer stand between your children and heartache..

And that's where the whole trouble is. We're too much alike to understand each other because we don't even understand our own selves..

A child forgets a time of hunger but never forgets the aching want of other things..

Did you ever see so many pee-wee hats, Carl?" "They're beanies." "They call them pee-wees in Brooklyn." "But I'm not in Brooklyn." "But you're still ….

She had heard Papa sing so many songs about the heart; the heart that was breaking - was aching - was dancing -was heavy laden - that leaped for joy ….

As long as one can suffer, one is living....live and suffer until life is gone..

There had to be dark and muddy waters so that the sun could have something to background it's flashing glory..

Because the child must have a valuable thing which is called imagination. The child must have a secret world in which live things that never were. It….

She told Papa about it. He made her stick out her tongue and he felt her wrist. He shook his head sadly and said, "You have a bad case, a very bad ca….

But the penciled sheets did not seem like nor smell like the library book so she had given it up, consoling herself with the vow that when she grew u….

I need someone. I need to hold somebody close. And I need more than this holding. I need someone to understand how I feel at a time like now. And the….

Dear God," she prayed, "let me be something every minute of every hour of my life. Let me be gay; let me be sad. Let me be cold; let me be warm. Let ….