There is something marvelously soft in the study of nature which attaches a name to every being, a thought to every name, affection and memories to every thought.

There is something marvelously soft in the study of nature which attaches a name to every being, a thought to every name, affection and memories to every thought.

The winter will be long and bleak. Nature has a dismal aspect.

If you are alone, tell some stories to yourself. This is a different kind of pleasure and it has, indeed, its reward. I have tasted a little of everything, and I have truly never enjoyed anything more.

But if what interests you are stories of the fantastic, I must warn you that this kind of story demands more art and judgment than is ordinarily imagined.

Such days of autumnal decline hold a strange mystery which adds to the gravity of all our moods.

After owning books, almost the next best thing is talking about them.