Goodness comes out of people who bask in the sun, as it does out of a sweet apple roasted before the fire.

If there was any petting to be done...he chose to do it. Often he would sit looking at me, and then, moved by a delicate affection, come and pull at my coat and sleeve until he could touch my face with his nose, and then go away contented.

Isolation breeds conceit.

Simplicity is making the journey of this life with just baggage enough.

The thing generally raised on city land is taxes.

There was never a nation that became great until it came to the knowledge that it had nowhere in the world to go for help.

Mud-pies gratify one of our first and best instincts. So long as we are dirty, we are pure.