It takes less time to do a thing right, than it does to explain why you did it wrong.
Ah, Nothing is too late, till the tired heart shall cease to palpitate.
From dust thou art to dust returneth, was not spoken of the soul.
I love thee, as the good love heaven.
Simplicity is the character of the spring of life, costliness becomes its autumn; but a neatness and purity, like that of the snow-drop or lily of the valley, is the peculiar fascination of beauty, to which it lends enchantment, and gives what amiability is to the mind.
Then followed that beautiful season... Summer.... Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.