From that moment on, the world was hers for the reading. She would never be lonely again.

I wrote about people who liked fake fireplaces in their parlor, who thought a brass horse with a clock embedded in its flank was wonderful.

Look at everything always as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time: Thus is your time on earth filled with glory.

Oh, magic hour, when a child first knows she can read printed words.

The world was hers for the reading.

There are very few bad people. There are just a lot of people that are unlucky.

In teaching your child, do not forget that suffering is good too. It makes a person rich in character.

It is a good thing to learn the truth one's self. To first believe with all your heart, and then not to believe, is good too. It fattens the emotions and makes them to stretch.

People always think that happiness is a faraway thing … something complicated and hard to get. Yet, what little things can make it up.

From that time on, the world was hers for the reading. She would never be lonely again, never miss the lack of intimate friends. Books became her friends and there was one for every mood.

Let me be something every minute of every hour of my life...And when I sleep, let me dream all the time so that not one little piece of living is ever lost.

A merciful heart beats contently stronger than many vengeful ones

It was so easy to be wise in the explanation of an experience one has not personally witnessed.("The Wendigo")

SPAM is taking e-mail, which is a wonderful tool, and exploiting the idea that it's very inexpensive to send mail.

[On refusing to allow photos to be published of herself and her children:] A lady's name should appear in print only three times, at her birth, marriage, and death.

God's command 'Go ye, and preach the gospel to every creature' was the categorical imperative. The question of personal safety was wholly irrelevant.

Our village life would stagnate if it were not for the unexplored forests and meadows which surround it.

I lost my balance, making my body unstable and falling on top of my opponent. At that moment I hit my face against the player leaving a small bruise on my cheek and a strong pain in my teeth.

Moby lives the simplest of any person I think I know.

Are the things around you helping you toward success, or are they holding you back?

Disappointments that aren't a result of our own foolishness are a testing of our faith or a correction from heaven, and it is our own fault if these disappointments don't work for our own good.