“I know we sort of said goodbye, but I dont have anyone else to tell this to and Im going to burst with it. You know EBBs verse: God answers sharp and sudden on some prayers, And thrusts the thing w...”

“. Dont be a stranger. And pray about that petition you filed. Mama, Paul groaned. That was the Christian way of saying I know youre wrong but you wont take my word for it, so God will have to expla...”

“His mama put down the bag and headed for the door, her mouth a thin line. Wait! What are you doing? Dont go over there and yell at her. Paul jumped off the stool and tried to beat her to the door. ...”

“I think you should ignore Sara Teasdale (shes a bit of a moper, to be honest.). Take Christina Rossettis advice and be fire.”

“Oh, right. She doesnt know your secret identity. Andy unzipped his sweatshirt and tossed it on a chair. So, Meg Ryan just sent Tom Hanks a book but No, Meg Ryan just sent NY152 a book, which was th...”

“I know we sort of said goodbye, but I don’t have anyone else to tell this to and I’m going to burst with it. You know EBB’s verse: God answers sharp and sudden on some prayers, And thrusts the thin...”

“Each of us is born with a box of matches inside us but we can't strike them all by ourselves”

“Love, like fire, goes out without fuel.”

“She's mad, but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire.”

“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that youve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you sa...”

“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.”

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there i...”

“Im not a woman you bring home to Mother, pick out china patterns with, or Mary forefend, breed. Ive seen a chunk of the universe, true, but theres still so much more to see. I doubt Ill ever cure t...”

“My hope, my heaven, my trust must be,My gentle guide, in following thee.”

“Amory took to writing poetry on spring afternoons, in the gardens of the big estates near Princeton, while swans made effective atmosphere in the artificial pools, and slow clouds sailed harmonious...”