Vices are simply overworked virtues.

We heap up around us things that we do not need as the crow makes piles of glittering pebbles.

These times are too progressive. Everything has changed too fast. Railroads and telegraphs and kerosene and coal stoves -- they're good to have but the trouble is, folks get to depend on 'em.

Life begins at eighty.

These happy golden years are passing by, these happy golden years.

Suffering passes, while love is eternal. That's a gift that you have received from God. Don't waste it.

She heard pa shouting,"Jiminy crickets!It's raining fish-hooks and hammer handles!