I know a good woman who thinks that her son lost his life because he took to drinking water only.

The first sparrow of spring! The year beginning with younger hope than ever!

Art is not tame, and Nature is not wild, in the ordinary sense. A perfect work of man's art would also be wild or natural in a good sense.

When I go out of the house for a walk, uncertain as yet whither I will bend my steps, [I] submit myself to my instinct to decide for me.

This curious world we inhabit is more wonderful than convenient; more beautiful than it is useful; it is more to be admired and enjoyed than used.

Instead of studying how to make it worth men's while to buy my baskets, I studied rather how to avoid the necessity of selling them.

Every man will be a poet if he can; otherwise a philosopher or man of science. This proves the superiority of the poet.