A story should be managed so that it should suggest interesting things to the reader instead of the author's doing all the thinking for him, and sett….

Love isn't blind; it's only love that sees!.

You must find your own quiet center of life, and write from that to the world..

This was one of those perfect New England days in late summer where the spirit of autumn takes a first stealing flight, like a spy, through the ripen….

The growth of true friendship may be a lifelong affair..

I've found that people who look at things as they are, and not as they wish them to be, are the ones who succeed..

Yes'm, old friends is always best, 'less you can catch a new one that's fit to make an old one out of..

A harbor, even if it is a little harbor, is a good thing, since adventurers come into it as well as go out, and the life in it grows strong, because ….

Who was it said that you never get to a place until a day after you come, nor leave it until a day after you go?.

Look bravely up into the sky, And be content with knowing That God wished for a buttercup Just here, where you are growing..

It is only unimaginative persons who can be really astonished. The imagination can always outrun the possible and actual sights and sounds of the wor….

It does seem so pleasant to talk with an old acquaintance who knows what you know. I see so many new folks nowadays who seem to have neither past nor….

To let God make us, instead of painfully trying to make ourselves; to follow the path that his love shows us, instead of through conceit or cowardice….

In the life of each of us, I said to myself, there is a place remote and islanded, and given to endless regret or secret happiness; we are each the u….

The process of falling in love at first sight is as final as it is swift in such a case, but the growth of true friendship may be a lifelong affair..

It is the people who can do nothing who find nothing to do, and the secret to happiness in this world is not only to be useful, but to be forever ele….

In the life of each of us there is a place remote and islanded, and given to endless regret or secret happiness..

My childhood is very vivid to me, and I don't feel very different now from the way I felt then. It would appear I am the very same person, only with ….

When she walked...she stretched out long and thin like a little tiger, and held her head high to look over the grass as if she were treading the jung….

Imagination is the only true thing in the world!.

It seems to me like stealing, for men and women to live in the world and do nothing to make it better..