It is the mark of a good action that it appears inevitable in retrospect.

Old and young, we are all on our last cruise.

It is the history of our kindnesses that alone make this world tolerable. If it were not for that, for the effect of kind words, kind looks, kind letters . . . I should be inclined to think our life a practical jest in the worst possible spirit.

Sing a song of seasons; something bright in all, flowers in the summer, fires in the fall.

Extreme busyness is a symptom of deficient vitality, and a faculty for idleness implies a catholic appetite and a strong sense of personal identity.

I had learned to dwell with pleasure, as a beloved daydream, on the thought of the separation of these elements.

And every day when I've been good, I get an orange after food.