Adam was a gardener, and God, who made him, sees that half of all good gardening is done upon the knees.

They are fools who kiss and tell'-- Wisely has the poet sung. Man may hold all sorts of posts If he'll only hold his tongue.

Cat said, 'I am not a friend, and I am not a Servant. I am the Cat who walks by himself, and I wish to come into your Cave.'

Who has smelled the woodsmoke at twilight, who has seen the campfire burning, who is quick to read the noises of the night?

I've a neater, sweeter maiden in a cleaner, greener land!

You sometimes see a woman who would have made a Joan of Arc in another century and climate, threshing herself to pieces over all the mean worry of housekeeping.

What is the Law of the Jungle? Strike first and then give tongue.