Emily ​Climbs (Emily 2.) 89% 11 csillagozás

Now, you can't eat doughnuts and remain dramatic. Try it.

145. oldal (The Madness of an Hour)

This is a wonderful year for columbines. The old orchard is full of them--all in lovely white and purple and fairy blue and dreamy pink colour. They are half wild and so have a charm no real tamed garden flower ever has. And what a name--columbine is poetry itself. How much lovelier the common names of flowers are than the horrid Latiny names the florists stick in their catalogues. Heartsease and Bride's Bouquet, Prince's Feather, Snap-dragon, Flora's Paint Brush, Dusty Millers, Bachelor's Buttons, Baby's Breath, Love-in-a-mist--oh, I love them all.

Airy Voices

Cousin Jimmy thinks I did perfectly right. Cousin Jimmy would think I had done perfectly right if I had murdered Andrew and buried him in the Land of Uprightness. It's very nice to have one friend like that, though too many wouldn't be good for you.

April Love

I am sitting here in my room at twilight. The window is open and the frogs are singing of something that happened very long ago.

Salad Days

Be merciful to the failures, Emily. Satirize wickedness if you must – but pity weakness.

Salad Days

„You've no idea of the difficulties in your path. You can't get material here—there's no atmosphere—no—”
„I'll create my own atmosphere,” said Emily, with a trifle of spirit. … „And as for material—people live here just the same as anywhere else—suffer and enjoy and sin and aspire just as they do in New York.”

A Valley of Vision