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

The thing generally raised on city land is taxes.

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

The world is full of poetry as the earth is of pay-dirt; one only needs to know how to strike it.

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

Happy is said to be the family which can eat onions together. They are, for the time being, separate, from the world, and have a harmony of aspiration.

I am convinced that the majority of people would be generous from selfish motives, if they had the opportunity.