There Is A Terrible Loneliness In The

[reformers] Might Be Classified As A Distinct Species Having Eyes In The Back Of Their Heads.

Marriage Is Mostly Puttin' Up With Things, I Reckon, When It Ain't Makin' Believe.

It Is Human Nature To Overestimate The Thing You've Never Had.

. . . Every Tree Near Our House Had A Name Of Its Own And A Special Identity. This Was The Beginning Of My Love For Natural Things, For Earth And Sky, For Roads And Fields And Woods, For Trees And Grass And Flowers; A Love Which Has Been Second Only To My Sense Of Enduring Kinship With Birds And Animals, And All Inarticulate Creatures.

The Surest Way Of Winning Love Is To Look As If You Didn't Need It.