I suppose it was a romantic was to perish... for a mouse

Twilight drops her curtain down, and pins it with a star.

In daylight I belong to the world . . . in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I'm free from both and belong only to myself . . . and you

We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.

Kindred spirits are not so scarce as I used to think. It's splendid to find out there are so many of them in the world.

In this world you've just got to hope for the best and prepare for the worst and take whatever God sends.

A bosom friend - an intimate friend, you know - a really kindred spirit to whom I can confide my inmost soul.

It's bad enough to feel insignificant, but it's unbearable to have it grained into your soul that you will never, can never, be anything but insignificant.

If we don't chase things, sometimes the things following us can catch up." -L.M. Montgomery

I've always loved the night and I'll like lying awake and thinking over everything in life, past, present and to come. Especially to come.

It seems to me a most dreadful thing to go out of the world and not leave one person behind you who is sorry you are gone,' said Anne, shuddering.

Christians are expected to carry the marks of the Lord Jesus, not adapt to the fashionable counterculture driven by marketing traps.

Yes, Rose. Love is a wonderful feeling!

Were not the gods forms created like me and you, mortal, transient?

I don't go see big, silly movies. I like small things about regular folks, you know?

As much as you do get beat-up doing even small action sequences, it's incredibly fun.

The mission of photography is to explain man to man and each to himself. And that is the most complicated thing on earth.

I'm not really a bird person or an Audubon guy who studies them, but as I was around them, they interested me.

I would put primary emphasis on a good standard of living equitably distributed. It can't be equal, but one that eliminates the terrible cruelty of poverty.

Being alone and liking it is, for a woman, an act of treachery, an infidelity far more threatening than adultery.

In short, if we wish to see anything sensible done about the situation, we will clearly have to do it ourselves.