Heaven goes by favor. If it went by merit, you would stay out and your dog would go in.
Civilization is a limitless multiplication of unnecessary necessities.
As one boy said, 'I was thinking all these horrible thoughts about my parents when suddenly it hit me-if they're all that bad, how come I'm so wonderful'
To one in sympathy with nature, each season, in its turn, seems the loveliest.
Wheresoever she was, there was Eden.
The North thinks it knows how to make corn bread, but this is a gross superstition. Perhaps no bread in the world is quite as good as Southern corn bread, and perhaps no bread in the world is quite as bad as the Northern imitation of it.