When was it that men agreed to respect the appearance and not the reality?

Men are as innocent as the morning to the unsuspicious.

Of all ebriosity, who does not prefer to be intoxicated by the air he breathes?

I frequently tramped eight or ten miles through the deepest snow to keep an appointment with a beechtree, or a yellow birch, or an old acquaintance among the pines.

I am sorry to think that you do not get a man's most effective criticism until you provoke him. Severe truth is expressed with some bitterness.

There are sure to be two prescriptions diametrically opposite.

If a man believes and expects great things of himself, it makes no odds where you put him, or what you show him . . he will be surrounded by grandeur.