Energy had fastened upon her like a disease.

First, I was an idealist (that was early - fools are born, not made, you know); next I was a realist; now I am a pessimist, and, by Jove! if things get much worse I'll become a humorist.

1. Always wait between books for the springs to fill up and flow over. 2. Always preserve within a wild sanctuary, an inaccessible valley of reveries. 3. Always, and as far as it is possible, endeavor to touch life on every side; but keep the central vision of the mind, the inmost light, untouched and untouchable.

women love with their imagination and men with their senses.

To drink for pleasure may be a distraction, but to drink from misery is always a danger.

There is a terrible loneliness in the spring.

And where was happiness if it sprung not from the soil? Where contentment if it dwelt not near to Nature?