Julia was as happy as Betsy was, almost. One nice thing about Julia was that she rejoiced in other people's luck.

Betsy returned to her chair, took off her coat and hat, opened her book and forgot the world again.

The wastes of snow on the hill were ghostly in the moonlight. The stars were piercingly bright.

Come in early, so there'll be time to pop corn, ' Mrs. Ray said. If she mentioned popping corn, they always came in early. So she usually mentioned it.

It looks like something out of Whittier's "Snowbound, "' Julia said. Julia could always think of things like that to say.

Betsy liked to talk. Her father always said she got it from her mother, and her mother always said she got it from her father. But whomever she got it from she was certainly a talker.

Learn to work harder on yourself than you do on your job. If you work hard on your job you can make a living, but if you work hard on yourself you'll make a fortune.

Without passion everything is lame in this life.”Baris Gencel

We love against the night, burning like stars against the darkness of bread and circuses.

Luxury ruins republics; poverty, monarchies.

Love can touch us one time And last for a life time And never let go till We're gone.

Do not limp before the lame. [Old Fr., Ne clochez pas devant les boyteus.]

By the time I'm nine I know the world is a dangerous place. I've heard whispers about razorblades in apples, about Charlie Manson and his family. But no one is offering any clear information.

A person may be greedy, envious, cowardly, cold, ungenerous, unkind, vain, or conceited, but behave perfectly by a monumental act of the will.

You know, I've held women and babies and jewels and money, but nothing will ever feel as good as holding that Cup.

I guess every actor has certain emotions they can access easier than others.