The humblest tasks get beautified if loving hands do them.

...freedom being the sauce best beloved by the boyish soul.

When we make little sacrifices we like to have them appreciated, at least.

Rome took all the vanity out of me; for after seeing the wonders there, I felt too insignificant to live, and gave up all my foolish hopes in despair.

Now and then, in this workaday world, things do happen in the delightful storybook fashion, and what a comfort that is.

When I had the youth I had no money, now I have the money I have no time, and when I get the time, if I ever do, I shall have no health to enjoy life.

He was poor, yet always appeared to be giving something away; a stranger, yet everyone was his friend; no longer young, but as happy-hearted as a boy; plain and peculiar, yet his face looked beautiful to many.