A good novel cannot be too long or a bad novel too short.

. . . every tree near our house had a name of its own and a special identity. This was the beginning of my love for natural things, for earth and sky, for roads and fields and woods, for trees and grass and flowers; a love which has been second only to my sense of enduring kinship with birds and animals, and all inarticulate creatures.

What a man marries for's hard to tell ... an' what a woman marries for's past findin' out.

I have little faith in the theory that organized killing is the best prelude to peace.

The government's like a mule, it's slow and it's sure; it's slow to turn, and it's sure to turn the way you don't want it.

Surely one of the peculiar habits of circumstances is the way they follow, in their eternal recurrence, a single course. If an event happens once in a life, it may be depended upon to repeat later its general design.

[Reformers] might be classified as a distinct species having eyes in the back of their heads.