Of a life of luxury the fruit is luxury, whether in agriculture, or commerce, or literature, or art.

In some pictures of Provincetown the persons of the inhabitants are not drawn below the ankles, so much being supposed to be buried in the sand.

To regret deeply is to live afresh.

I do not wish, it happens, to be associated with Massachusetts, either in holding slaves or in conquering Mexico. I am a little better than herself in these respects.

After all, I believe it is the style of thought entirely, and the style of expression, which makes the difference in books.

Measure your health by your sympathy with morning and spring. If there is no response in you to the awakening of nature -if the prospect of an early morning walk does not banish sleep, if the warble of the first bluebird does not thrill you -know that the morning and spring of your life are past. Thus may you feel your pulse.

Why should not a poet's cat be winged as well as his horse?