Always, our eyes look backwards with the conviction that then, and not now, was the golden age.

Always, our eyes look backwards with the conviction that then, and not now, was the golden age.

A horse, if he happens to have a contemptuous disposition, can sneer very effectively.

It is only after a fair portion of one's life that one really knows what are the things that matter, the things that will remain until the end.

Books, to the reading child, are so much more than books-they are dreams and knowledge, they are a future, and a past.

It is so often the odd, the unexpected, the apparently trifling, that stamps itself upon the memory for ever, while much more memorable things pass away like a breath of wind.

Youthful days are longer than those of later years, as we all learn as we grow older.