But the elastic heart of youth cannot be compressed into one constrained shape long at a time.

But I reckon I got to light out for the Territory ahead of therest, because Aunt Sally she's going to adopt me and sivilize me, and I can't stand it. I been there before.

When one has tasted watermelons, one knows what angels eat. It was not a Southern watermelon that Eve took; we know it because she repented.

To one in sympathy with nature, each season, in its turn, seems the loveliest.

Prosperity is the surest breeder of insolence I know.

It is no harm to be an ass, if one is content to bray and not kick.

Climate is what we expect, weather is what we get.