Kindness to children, love for children, goodness to children-- these are the only investments that never fail.

There are certain pursuits which, if not wholly poetic and true, do at least suggest a nobler and finer relation to nature than we know. The keeping of bees, for instance.

The mission of men there seems to be, like so many busy demons, to drive the forest all out of the country, from every solitary beaver swamp and mountain-side, as soon as possible.

The walls that fence our fields, as well as modern Rome, and not less the Parthenon itself, are all built of ruins.

A man sits as many risks as he runs.

Any sincere thought is irresistible.

How often, when we have been nearest each other bodily, have we really been farthest off! Our tongues were the witty foils with which we fenced each other off.