Fresh air is good if you do not take too much of it; most of the achievements and pleasures of life are in bad air.

Chicago sounds rough to the maker of verse. One comfort we have - Cincinnati sounds worse.

Do not be bullied out of your common sense by the specialist; two to one, he is a pedant.

The year is getting to feel rich, for his golden fruits are ripening fast, and he has a large balance in the barns, which are his banks. The members of his family have found out that he is well to do in the world. September is dressing herself in show of dahlias and splendid marigolds and starry zinnias. October, the extravagant sister, has ordered an immense amount of the most gorgeous forest tapestry for her grand reception.

What a blessed thing it is, that Nature, when she invented, manufactured, and patented her authors, contrived to make critics out of the chips that were left!

Take your needle, my child, and work at your pattern; it will come out a rose by and by. Life is like that - one stitch at a time taken patiently and the pattern will come out all right like the embroidery.

Death tugs at my ear and says, 'Live. I am coming.