A woman set on anything will walk right through the moral crockery without wincing.

There is no moment of delight in any pilgrimage like the beginning of it.

The man who has planted a garden feels that he has done something for the good of the world.

How many wars have been caused by fits of indigestion, and how many more dynasties have been upset by the love of woman than by the hate of man?

A cynic might suggest as the motto of modern life this simple legend-"just as good as the real.

No man but feels more of a man in the world if he have a bit of ground that he can call his own. However small it is on the surface, it is four thousand miles deep; and that is a very handsome property.

Blessed be agriculture! if one does not have too much of it.