My friend is not perfect-no more than I am-and so we suit each other admirable.

Nature never quite goes along with us. She is somber at weddings, sunny at funerals, and she frowns on ninety-nine out of a hundred picnics.

Yet through all, we know this tangled skein is in the hands of One, Who sees the end from the beginning: He shall unravel all.

There is no ghost so difficult to lay as the ghost of an injury.

It is not of so much consequence what you say, as how you say it. Memorable sentences are memorable on account of some single irradiating word.

In the entire circle of the year there are no days so delightful as those of a fine October, when the trees are bare to the mild heavens, and the red leaves bestrew the road, and you can feel the breath of winter, morning and evening - no days so calm, so tenderly solemn, and with such a reverent meekness in the air.

There is nothing good in this world which time does not improve.