It was not long after sunrise, and Stephen Waterman, fresh from his dip in the river, had scrambled up the hillside from the hut in the alder-bushes where he had made his morning toilet.

Father doesn't think very sudden, but he thinks awful strong.

To let blessed babies go dangling and dawdling without names, for months and months, was enough to ruin them for life.

Why is it that the people with whom one loves to be silent are also the very ones with whom one loves to talk?

You may have noted the fact that it is a person's virtues as often as his vices that make him difficult to live with.

If I haven't anything to write, I am just as anxious to 'take my pen in hand' as though I had a message to deliver, a cause to plead, or a problem to unfold. Nothing but writing rests me; only then do I seem completely myself!

The world is always a new plaything to children, while to the old it seems falling to pieces from sheer dryness. Everything loses its value with time, but it is not the fault of the fruit, but of the mouth and the tongue.