Our affections and beliefs are wiser than we; the best that is in us is better than we can understand; for it is grounded beyond experience, and guides us, blindfold but safe, from one age on to another.

A hanging in a good quarrel is an easy death they say, though I could never hear of any that came back to say so.

The difficulty is not to write, but to write what you mean.

Even if the doctor does not give you a year, even if he hesitates about a month, make one brave push and see what can be accomplished in a week.

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

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.

There's never a man looked me between the eyes and seen a good day a'terward.