It's Bad Enough To Feel Insignificant, But

No Use In Taking A Cat's Opinion Of A Dog.

I Feel As Though Someone's Handed Me The Moon... And I Don't Exactly Know What To Do With It.

…determined To Enjoy Her Luxury Of Grief Uncomforted.

Snow In April Is Abominable," Said Anne. "like A Slap In The Face When You Expect A Kiss.

It Always Amazes Me To Look At The Little, Wrinkled Brown Seeds And Think Of The Rainbows In 'em," Said Captain Jim. "when I Ponder On Them Seeds I Don't Find It Nowise Hard To Believe That We've Got Souls That'll Live In Other Worlds. You Couldn't Hardly Believe There Was Life In Them Tiny Things, Some No Bigger Than Grains Of Dust, Let Alone Colour And Scent, If You Hadn't Seen The Miracle, Could You?