bunch of sweet thoughts; just as sweet and just as worthy as that bunch of violets that worked with you all day today, and stayed sweet and fragrant to the end."
Marjorie smiled across at him. "I wonder," she said; "I wonder if I could make every single experience that comes to me, just as sweet, and as fragrant, and as lovely to remember, as each of those violets was."
"Well," said the Dream, "why not try to see how large a bunch of perfectly sweet ones you can gather as you go along? It might be an interesting experiment."
"I believe I will," said Marjorie.
"And," added the Dream, "just remember this; that when you get through, the whole bunch will be you."
