the tea-hour is the hour of peace ... strife is lost in the hissing of the kettle - a tranquilizing sound, second only to the purring of a cat.

Diaries tell their little tales with a directness, a candor, conscious or unconscious, a closeness of outlook, which gratifies our sense of security. Reading them is like gazing through a small clear pane of glass. We may not see far and wide, but we see very distinctly that which comes within our field of vision.

Traveling is, and has always been, more popular than the traveler.

The dog is guided by kindly instinct to the man or woman whose heart is open to his advances. The cat often leaves the friend who courts her, to honor, or to harass, the unfortunate mortal who shudders at her unwelcome caresses.

to be civilized is to be incapable of giving unnecessary offense, it is to have some quality of consideration for all who cross our path.

It is not what we learn in conversation that enriches us. It is the elation that comes of swift contact with tingling currents of thought.

A puppy is but a dog, plus high spirits, and minus common sense.