I have just made stories to please myself, because I never grew up.

With opportunity the world is very interesting.

I have just made stories to please myself, because I never grew up.

Peter was not very well during the evening. His mother put him to bed, and made some chamomile tea: "One table-spoonful to be taken at bedtime.

I cannot rest, I must draw, however poor the result, and when I have a bad time come over me it is a stronger desire than ever.

Most people, after one success, are so cringingly afraid of doing less well that they rub all the edge off their subsequent work.

All outward forms of religion are almost useless, and are the causes of endless strife. Believe there is a great power silently working all things for good, behave yourself and never mind the rest.