In the country It seems as if every tree Said to me 'Holy! Holy!' Who can ever express The ecstasy of the woods! Almighty One, In the woods I am blessed. Happy every one in the woods. Every tree speaks through Thee. O God! What glory in the woodland.

Whoever tells a lie is not pure of heart, and such a person can not cook a clean soup.

Rossini would have been a great composer if his teacher had spanked him enough on his backside.

The foundation of friendship demands the greatest likeness of human souls and hearts.

My heart is full of many things there are moments when I feel that speech is nothing after all.

Do you think I give a damn about your and your pathetic violin?

Nothing is more intolerable than to have to admit to yourself your own errors.