Money was their God; work their religion.

The seasons run with swift feet.

If you are lazy, and accept your lot, you may live in it. If you are willing to work, you can write your name anywhere you choose.

a trouble shared is a trouble half endured.

we know by the odour that occasionally we are visited by skunks, which are not poetic but very beautiful.

Tears were a blessing; they were a relief; they did wash the ache from the heart, ease brain strain, and encourage the soul.

How a big majority of book critics and authors have come to believe and to teach that no book is true to life unless it is true to the worst in life, God knows.