I have always thought of Christmas time... as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable, pleasant time.

There wasn't room to swing a cat there.

Many merry Christmases, many happy New Years. Unbroken friendships, great accumulations of cheerful recollections and affections on earth, and heaven for us all.

I find my breath gets short, but it seldom gets longer as a man gets older. I take it as it comes, and make the most of it. That's the best way, ain't it?

Try not to associate bodily defect with mental, my good friend, except for a solid reason

What an immense impression Paris made upon me. It is the most extraordinary place in the world!

She had curiously thoughtful and attentive eyes; eyes that were very pretty and very good.