A house with no fireplace is a house without a heart.

A good recipe for a human reducing breakfast is a lot of good things to eat, and three spaniels and two cats to eat with.

Christmas is a kindling of new fires.

Perhaps, after all, our best thoughts come when we are alone. It is good to listen, not to voices but to the wind blowing, to the brook running cool over polished stones, to bees drowsy with the weight of pollen. If we attend to the music of the earth, we reach serenity. And then, in some unexplained way, we share it with others.

Well, any love makes us vulnerable. Whatever we love will give the gift of pain somewhere along the road. But who would live sealed in spiritual cellophane just to keep from ever being hurt? There are a few people like that. I'm sorry for them. I think they are as good as dead.

Father was the most unreconciled taxpayer I ever knew.

the tentacles of today reach out like an octopus to swallow yesterday.