My dear if you could give me a cup of tea to clear my muddle of a head I should better understand your affairs.

Christmas may not bring a single thing; still, it gives me a song to sing.

Repression is the only lasting philosophy. The dark deference of fear and slavery, my friend, will keep the dogs obedient to the whip, as long as this roof shuts out the sky.

A silent look of affection and regard when all other eyes are turned coldly away-the consciousness that we possess the sympathy and affection of one being when all others have deserted us-is a hold, a stay, a comfort, in the deepest affliction, which no wealth could purchase, or power bestow.

If I could not walk far and fast, I think I should just explode and perish.

God bless us, every one!

There is nothing in the world so irresistibly contagious as laughter and good humor.