“a grudge will soon rot the pocket you carry it in.”

I want them either intellectually stimulating or wonderfully corny; perfectly charming or hundred percent stinker.

Our little room was morbidly quiet and sorrow was heaped in my corner like dirty snow.

I like my chosen companions to be distinguishable from the undulating masses and I don’t care how.

In the country Sunday is the day on which you do exactly as much work as you do on other days but feel guilty all the time you are doing it because Sunday is a day of rest.

There’s nothing as cozy as a piece of candy and a book.

I’ll do it because I want to but not because you tell me to!

In the country, weather is as important as food and sometimes means the difference between life and death.

Almost anybody would rather be known for expert shoe-tying than for kicking the cat.” She always tells whiners how charming they are–bullies how brave–bad sports how good–sneaks how honest!

I am neither Christian enough nor charitable enough to like anybody just because he is alive and breathing. I want people to interest or amuse me. I want them fascinating and witty or so dul as to be different.

We have known the bitterness of defeat and the exultation of triumph, and from both we have learned there can be no turning back. We must go forward to preserve in peace what we won in war. A new era is upon us.

I address you with neither rancor nor bitterness in the fading twilight of life, with but one purpose in mind: to serve my country. The issues are global and so interlocked that to consider the problems of one sector, oblivious to those of another, is but to court disaster for the whole.

I don’t feel bitterness, I don’t feel anger towards anybody. Fighting is never emotional to me.

We study biology, physics, movements of glaciers… Where are the classes on envy, feeling wronged, despair, bitterness.

He did not mean to depress us, rather to free us from expectations which inspire bitterness. It is consoling, when love has let us down, to hear that happiness was never part of the plan.

Bitterness: anger that forgot where it came from.

I have loved and bitterness left me for that hour. But there are times when love itself is bitter.

One can’t measure the life with its bitterness but with it’s sweetness and sweetness is what one must find in Jesus Words.