I write as the birds sing, because I must, and usually from the same source of inspiration.

I write as the birds sing, because I must, and usually from the same source of inspiration.

I do not know why it is the fate of the world always to want something different from what life gives them.

My publishers will make any kind of a beautiful book I design and send in to them, but ... For poetry they have less use than a rooster would have for skates.

The wages of sin are the hardest debts on earth to pay, and they are always collected at inconvenient times and unexpected places.

the friend in need is the one who is the friend in deed; ... if people were not friends in need, there was every likelihood that they never would be friends again in any conditions that might obtain.

Now what is a guest? A thing of a day! A person who disturbs your routine and interferes with important concerns. Why should any one be grateful for company? Why should time and money be lavished on visitors? They come. You overwork yourself. They go. You are glad of it. You return the visit, because it's the only way to have back at them.