Take it from me: love has all the lasting permanence of a rainbow- beautiful while it's there, and just as likely to have disappeared by the time you blink.

Wanted: a needle swift enough to sew this poem into a blanket.

The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led.

They always win who side with God.

A failure is a man who has blundered, but is not able to cash in the experience.

Competence, like truth, beauty, and contact lenses, is in the eye of the beholder.

There are only three things that can kill a farmer: lightning, rolling over in a tractor, and old age.

In this age, which believes that there is a short cut to everything, the greatest lesson to be learned is that the most difficult way is, in the long run, the easiest.

You think there's something materialistic about collecting books, but really collectors are the last romantics. We're the only ones who still love books as objects.That's the question, said Jess. How...

You look like the vamp who bled the cat.

You can trust us to stick to you through thick and thin – to the bitter end. And you can trust us to keep any secret of yours – closer than you yourself keep it. But you cannot trust us to let you fac...

What people consider precious is different for everybody.

Well,' Frederick had said, 'I will see what can be arranged, Archie. But I will not have the girl frightened or compromised.''You sound like a grandfather who has raised fifteen daughters and is now s...

Wait. I began to pull off his jacket. You forgot this.Keep it, he said without looking back. I'll get it from you on Monday. When we discuss tutoring.And Noah Hutchins - girl-using stoner boy and jack...

The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, Jess intoned as they took the path down from the parking lot. She had imagined finding a spot to read and meditate, leaving Emily to walk alone for half an hour,...

The consequence of the duchess of Magnus is so great, even arriving at a ball on your arm, Mr. Knight, cannot damage it. She smiled as she made the claim, as if she were amused by her own temerity. Un...

Some sounds are so exquisite - far more exquisite than anything seen. Daff's purr there on my rug, for instance - and the snap and crackle of the fire - and the squeaks and scrambles of mice that are...

She´s mine, broken or not, he said darkly.

She was never satisfied with anything less than perfection, but she was no grind. She was too interested in people.

Of England's patrician class, the author writes: It was easy to be agreeable when everything was done to keep them in comfort and ease.