Bear figs for a season or two, and the world outside the orchard is very unwilling you should bear thistles.

There are certain narrow, umimaginative, and autocratic old people who seem to call out the most mischievous and sometimes the worst traits in children.

Please drop a note to the clerk of the weather, and have a good, rousing snow-storm -- say on the twenty-second. None of your meek, gentle, nonsensical, shilly-shallying snow-storms; not the sort where the flakes float lazily down from the sky as if they didn't care whether they ever got here or not, and then melt away as soon as they touch the earth, but a regular business-like whizzing, whirring, blurring, cutting snow-storm, warranted to freeze and stay on!

Miranda Sawyer had a heart, of course, but she had never used it for any other purpose than the pumping and circulating of blood.

One cannot see callers, answer the telephone, go to luncheons or dinners, visit the dentist or shoemaker, address charitable organizations in or from a bed; therefore a bed, in my experience, is simply bristling with ideas.

Bear figs for a season or two, and the world outside the orchard is very unwilling you should bear thistles.

There is nothing so debilitating to a naturally weak sense of humor as selling tickets behind a grating.