Nature is, in fact, a suggester of uneasiness, a promoter of pilgrimages and of excursions of the fancy which never come to any satisfactory haven.

Nature is, in fact, a suggester of uneasiness, a promoter of pilgrimages and of excursions of the fancy which never come to any satisfactory haven.

The stranger who receives the rare gift of human kindness holds its value in his heart forever.

A garden is an awful responsibility. You never know what you may be aiding to grow in it.

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

Nothing shows one who his friends are like prosperity and ripe fruit.

Each age has its choice of the death it will die.