One more touch of the bow, smell of the virginal Green - one more, and my bosom Feels new life with an ecstasy.

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.

Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.

Every child can remember laying his head in the grass, staring into the infinitesimal forest and seeing it grow populous with fairy armies.

Benjamin Franklin went through life an altered man because he once paid too dearly for a penny whistle. My concern springs usually from a deeper source, to wit, from having bought a whistle when I did not want one.

O my poor old Harry Jekyll, if ever I read Satan's signature upon a face, it is on that of your new friend.

Every man is his own doctor of divinity, in the last resort.