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"Thank you, Mother. You bring such beauty into my life." She looked up to catch a gleam of tears in her mother's eyes. I don't say thank-you enough. None of us do.

"You're most welcome (...) Moments like these I will treasure all my life."

If you had to choose between being struck blind and never being able to see the face of your beloved again, or becoming permanently deaf, and being denied the sound of music and of a child’s laughter, which would you choose?

"Corsets are responsible for more than fifty feminine ailments (…) heart palpitations, difficulty breathing, and light-headedness..."

"The symptoms sounded suspiciously like a romance novel’s description of love. Could it be that thousands of women had married their husbands in the mistaken belief that they were in love, when all along their corsets had been too tight?

How disappointing to watch their love mysteriously vanish once their corsets were unlaced. I made up my mind that if I ever felt love’s symptoms, I would loosen my corset immediately before accepting a proposal of marriage."

“And he has the most beautiful blue eyes too. They’re the colour of the sky on an autumn afternoon (…) they aren’t summer blue – a summer sky is bleached from the heat.

And they’re not wintry blue either, when the cold air frosts the sky with silver. No, his eyes are the colour of an autumn sky, warmed by the glorious leaves that have turned all those exciting colours.”

"I enjoy all of the seasons equally well. It's so nice to live in a climate that offers a variety of seasons, so one doesn't become bored with any of them."

"Every cloud has a silver lining."

John Newton. Løgner, tyv, bedrager, morder, fiende av Kristus og hans rike, villfaren seiler i det store, endeløse intet (...) Frelst.

"Leser Skriften, ser jeg." "Dagens ankerfeste, det, sir." "En bedre vane enn de fleste andre jeg vet om."

"Vaffelhaugen ved siden av henne vokste og vokste. Hun sto og stekte i to timer. Da lå det vafler alle steder, på benken, på bordet, på stoler og krakker. Hun kunne visst sette bort vaffeljernet nå. "

"Dere stenger dere ute av badeværelser, dere ødelegger buksene mine, fordi jeg må klatre i stiger; oversvømmer hele huset med hjemmelagede snorkler; får tak til å styrte sammen under Den Store Syndfloden! Og som om ikke det skulle være nok, står vi her neddynget i strie og malingsflass så vi ser ut som juletrepynt!" - Lektor Tørrdal -

"Det var ikke lett å finne ut av dette. Jeg hadde aldri hatt slike tanker før. Jeg hadde ikke tenkt stort mer på mitt eget liv enn det jeg kunne skue i øyeblikket. Nå prøvde jeg å strekke meg for å se over horisonten, og jeg spurte meg selv hva som ventet i framtiden."