Margaret Widdemer quotes:

And the way you lost your temper!" went on Wallis enthusiastically. "Oh, Mr. Allan, it was beautiful! You haven't been more than to say snarly since the accident! It was so like the way you used to throw hair-brushes--

Wallis," said his master dreamily when his man appeared again, "I want some more real clothes. Tired of sleeping-suits. Get me some, please. Good night.

And all that you are sorry for is what you haven't done.

Love and grief and motherhood, Fame and mirth and scorn - these are all shall befall, Any woman born.

There is memory in the forest.

It is rather calming to remember that you really couldn't have foreseen what is happening to you.