“Wishes are false. Hope is true. Hope makes its own magic.”

“... there is something about everything that you can be glad about, if you keep hunting long enough to find it.”

“Part of me knows one more day won't do anything except postpone the heartbreak. But another part of me believes differently. We are born in one day. We die in one day. We can change in one day. And we can fall in love in one day. Anything can happen in just one day.”

“I am going to make everything around me beautiful - that will be my life.”

“They spoke very little of their mutual feeling; pretty phrases and warm expressions being probably unnecessary between such tried friends.”

“It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.”

“I am no bird; and no net ensnares me: I am a free human being with an independent will.”

“Though I am often in the depths of misery, there is still calmness, pure harmony and music inside me.”

“It's all very simple. But maybe because it's so simple, it's also hard.”

“Is the spring coming?" he said. "What is it like?"... "It is the sun shining on the rain and the rain falling on the sunshine...”

“I won't be a slave to the past. I'll love where I choose.”

“It was terribly beautiful to Tess today, for since her eyes last fell upon it she had learnt that the serpent hisses where the sweet birds sing.”

“I turned my nightmares into fireflies and caught them in a jar.”

“I remembered that the real world was wide, and that a varied field of hopes and fears, of sensations and excitments, awaited those who had the courage to go forth into it's expanse, to seek real knowledge of life amidst it's perils.”

“She feels in italics and thinks in CAPITALS.”

“The right time is any time that one is still so lucky as to have.”

“I mean that everything this afternoon has been too beautiful, and that perhaps everything together will never be so right again. I'm very glad therefore you've been a part of it.”

“That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet.”

“There is only one page left to write on. I will fill it with words of only one syllable. I love. I have loved. I will love.”

“Are you learning me by heart, little Sara?" he said, stroking her hair. "No," she answered. "I know you by heart. You are inside my heart.”