After a cup of tea (two spoonsful for each cup, and don't let it stand more than three minutes,) it says to the brain, "Now, rise, and show your strength. Be eloquent, and deep, and tender; see, with a clear eye, into Nature and into life; spread your white wings of quivering thought, and soar, a god-like spirit, over the whirling world beneath you, up through long lanes of flaming stars to the gates of eternity!

Better to work and fail than to sleep one's life away.

I like work; it fascinates me. I can sit and look at it for hours.

Weather in towns is like a skylark in a counting-house-out of place and in the way.

We like, we cherish, we are very, very fond of—but we never love again.

I want a house that has got over all its troubles; I don't want to spend the rest of my life bringing up a young and inexperienced house.

If a man stopped me in the street and demanded of me my watch, I should refuse to give it to him. If he threatened to take it by force, I feel I should, though not a fighting man, do my best to protect it. If, on the other hand, he should assert his intention of trying to obtain it by means of an action in any court of law, I should take it out of my pocket and hand it to him, and think I had got off cheaply.