Each season brings a world of enjoyment and interest in the watching of its unfolding, its gradual harmonious development, its culminating graces-and just as one begins to tire of it, it passes away and a radical change comes, with new witcheries and new glories in its train.

How often we recall with regret that Napoleon once shot at a magazine editor and missed him and killed a publisher. But we remember with charity that his intentions were good.

I am not given to exaggeration, and when I say a thing I mean it.

The xmas holidays have this high value: that they remind Forgetters of the Forgotten, & repair damaged relationships.

There are several kinds of stories, but only one difficult kind-the humorous.

If I had more time, I would have written less.

The conviction of the rich that the poor are happier is no more foolish than the conviction of the poor that the rich are.