There, that is our secret: go to sleep! You will wake, and remember, and understand.

Like to write? Of course, of course I do. I seem to live while I write - it is life, for me.

A good neighbor sometimes cuts your morning up to mince-meat of the very smallest talk, then helps to sugar her bohea at night with your reputation.

Men get opinions as boys learn to spell by reiteration chiefly.

The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, 'Let no one be called happy till his death;' to which I would add, 'Let no one, till his death, be called unhappy.'

He who breathes deepest lives most.

The charm, one might say the genius, of memory is that it is choosy, chancy and temperamental.