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

It is very funny, but you do not always have to see people to love them. Just think about it, and see if it isn't so.

Maternal love, like an orange tree, buds and blossoms and bears at once. When a woman puts her finger for the first time into the tiny hand of her baby and feels that helpless clutch which tightens her very heartstrings, she is born again with her newborn child.

A real Christmas baby was not to be lightly named.

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!

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