If You Can't Be Cheerful, Be As

Heretics Are Wicked, But They're Mighty Int'resting. It's Jest That They've Got Sorter Lost Looking For God, Being Under The Impression That He's Hard To Find - Which He Ain't Never.

She Seemed To Walk In An Atmosphere Of Things About To Happen.

Matthew, Much To His Own Surprise, Was Enjoying Himself. Like Most Quiet Folks He Liked Talkative People When They Were Willing To Do The Talking Themselves And Did Not Expect Him To Keep Up His End Of It.

What Care I If It Be "wild And Improbable" And "lacking In Literary Art"? I Refuse To Be Any Longer Hampered By Such Canons Of Criticism. The One Essential Thing I Demand Of A Book Is That It Should Interest Me. If It Does, I Forgive It Every Other Fault.

The Beauty Of Winter Is That It Makes You Appreciate Spring.