Never yet was a springtime, when the buds forgot to bloom.

The people who dream are very often the people who see, and dreaming and seeing precede doing.

In home life contentment is an essential to daily comfort. One discontented person in the house creates an atmosphere fatal to tranquillity.

A letter is the most imperishable thing on earth.

On the day long after childhood when I suddenly heard of his death, the sky grew dark above my head. I was walking on a Southern highway, and a friend driving in a pony carriage passed me, stopped and said, "Have you heard that Charles Dickens is dead?" It was as if I had been robbed of one of my dearest friends.

Spring is beautiful, and summer is perfect for vacations, but autumn brings a longing to get away from the unreal things of life, out into the forest at night with a campfire and the rustling leaves.

I would not, if I could, give up the memory of the joy I have had in books for any advantage that could be offered in other pursuits or occupations. Books have been to me what gold is to the miser, what new fields are to the explorer.