Why, what is to live? Not to eat and drink and breathe,—but to feel the life in you down all the fibres of being, passionately and joyfully.

Oh, a day in the city-square, there is no such pleasure in life!

Women know the way to rear up children (to be just). They know a simple, merry, tender knack of tying sashes, fitting baby-shoes, and stringing pretty words that make no sense. And kissing full sense into empty words.

Souls are gregarious in a sense, but no soul touches another, as a general rule.

But the child's sob curses deeper in the silence than the strong man in his wrath!

At painful times, when composition is impossible and reading not enough, grammars and dictionaries are excellent for distraction.

I love thee freely, as men strive for right. I love thee purely, as they turn from praise. I love thee with the passion put to use