In anything fit to be called by the name of reading, the process itself should be absorbing and voluptuous; we should gloat over a book, be rapt clean out of ourselves.

Live life to the fullest.

Marriage is like life - it is a field of battle, not a bed of roses.

I incline to Cain's heresy," he used to say quaintly: "I let my brother go to the devil in his own way.

I would rather do a good hours work weeding than write two pages of my best; nothing is so interesting as weeding. I went crazy over the outdoor work, and at last had to confine myself to the house, or literature must have gone by the board.

The person who has stopped being thankful has fallen asleep in life.

The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us.