We never touch but at points.
Who hears me, who understands me, becomes mine, a possession for all time.
Do what we can, summer will have its flies.
Taking to pieces is the trade of those who cannot construct.
Best masters for the young writer and speaker are the fault- finding brothers and sisters at home who will not spare him, but willpick and cavil, and tell the odious truth.
It is much better to learn the elements of geology, of botany, or ornithology and astronomy by word of mouth from a companion than dully from a book.