I have learned that even the smallest house can be a home.
Can there be any greater reproach than an idle learning? Learn to split wood, at least.
In human intercourse the tragedy begins, not when there is misunderstanding about words, but when silence is not understood.
When my legs begin to move, the thoughts begin to flow.
The squirrel that you kill in jest, dies in earnest.
I did not know that we had ever quarreled.