The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.

Lord, when my spirit shall return to thee, At the foot of a friendly tree let my body be buried, That this dust may rise and rejoice among the branches.

Tact is the unsaid part of what you think.

I shall grow old, but never lose life's zest, because the road's last turn will be the best.

For real company and friendship, there is nothing outside the animal kingdom that is comparable to a river.

There are two good rules which ought to be written on every heart - never to believe anything bad about anybody unless you positively know it to be true; never to tell even that unless you feel that it is absolutely necessary, and that God is listening.

The first day of spring is one thing, and the first spring day is another. The difference between them is sometimes as great as a month.