Stories first heard standing at a mother's knee, are never wholly forgotten, — a little spring that never quite dries up in our journey through scorching years.
If country life be healthful to the body, it is no less so to the mind.
Selfishness, if but reasonably tempered with wisdom, is not such an evil trait.
More people laugh at us than with us, however it may appear at the moment.
Curses are like processions. They return to the place from which they came.
The perception of the beautiful is gradual, and not a lightning revelation; it requires not only time, but some study.