Tears Don't Hurt Like The Ache Does.

I'm Just Tired Of Everything…even Of The Echoes. There Is Nothing In My Life But Echoes…echoes Of Lost Hopes And Dreams And Joys. They're Beautiful And Mocking.

Since You Are Determined To Be Married, Miss Cornelia," Said Gilbert Solemnly, "i Shall Give You The Excellent Rules For The Management Of A Husband Which My Grandmother Gave My Mother When She Married My Father." "well, I Reckon I Can Manage Marshall Elliott," Said Miss Cornelia Placidly. "but Let Us Hear Your Rules." "the First One Is, Catch Him." "he's Caught. Go On." "the Second One Is, Feed Him Well." "with Enough Pie. What Next?" "the Third And Fourth Are-- Keep Your Eye On Him.

Proverbs Are All Very Fine When There's Nothing To Worry You, But When You're In Real Trouble, They're Not A Bit Of Help.

If A Kiss Could Be Seen I Think It Would Look Like A Violet.

How Sadly Things Had Changed Since She Had Sat There The Night After Coming Home! Then She Had Been Full Of Hope And Joy And The Future Had Looked Rosy With Promise. Anne Felt As If She Had Lived Years Since Then, But Before She Went To Bed There Was A Smile On Her Lips And Peace In Her Heart. She Had Looked Her Duty Courageously In The Face And Found It A Friend--as Duty Ever Is When We Meet It Frankly.