In the manner of one recognizing a line from a familiar poem in a strange book.

“Perhaps it's a hard thing to say, but joy and sorrow are like milk and cookies.”

“It was the end of the October term of my sophomore year, and everything was pet…”

“I don't think there is such a thing as a bad book for children . . . do not dis…”

“There are three things, and three things only, that can lift the pain of mortal…”