I hate & love. And if you should ask how I can do both$$$ I couldn't say; but I feel it$$$ and it shivers me.

A great wind is blowing and that either gives you imagination...or a headache.

So joyous and sad$$$ so thin and far-away$$$ so clap-trap and yet so heart-breaking.

Montaigne says somewhere that in early youth the joy of life lies in the feet.

Some people's lives are affected by what happens to their person or property$$$ but for others fate is what happens to their feelings and their thoughts--that and nothing more.

We agreed that no one who had not grown up in a little prairie town could know anything about it. It was a kind of freemasonry$$$ we said.

...how easy it would be to dream one's life out in some cleft in the world.

Schools are not meant to make boys happy$$$ Ccile$$$ but to teach them to do without happiness.

I had killed a big snake. I was now a big fellow.

The two friends stood for a few moments on the windy street corner$$$ not speaking a word$$$ as two travelers$$$ who have lost their way$$$ sometimes stand and admit their perplexity in silence.