We had a kettle; we let it leak: Our not repairing made it worse. We haven't had any tea for a week... The bottom is out of the Universe.

God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.

It's clever, but is it Art?

Good Lord! who can account for the fathomless folly of the public?

One can't prescribe books, even the best books, to people unless one knows a good deal about each individual person.

Our hearts where they rocked our cradle, Our love where we spent our toil, And our faith, and our hope, and our honor, We pledge to our native soil. God gave all men all earth to love, But since our hearts are small, Ordained for each one spot should prove Beloved over all.

He who can reach a child's heart can reach the worlds heart.