Christmas is not a date. It is a state of mind.

Whatever laudable qualities the English may possess in their selection, preparation, and consumption of food, elegance, originality, diversity, and imagination are not among them.

Christmas is not a date. It is a state of mind.

The greatest danger in any argument is that real issues often clouded by superficial ones, that momentary passions may obscure permanent realities.

Even one's yesterdays could not continue to stir and move in a man's mind unless there were a future for those yesterdays to make.

There is no substitute for books in the life of a child.

It is quite possible to leave your home for a walk in the early morning air and return a different person - beguiled, enchanted.