It was the forty-fathom slumber that clears the soul and eye and heart, and sends you to breakfast ravening.

Daughter am I in my mother's house, but mistress in my own.

What is the moral? Who rides may read.

San Francisco has only one drawback—‘tis hard to leave.

I have seen something of this world," she said over the trays, "and there are but two sorts of women in it-- those who take the strength out of a man, and those who put it back. Once I was that one, and now I am this.

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

Now this is the Law of the Jungle -- as old and as true as the sky; And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die. As the creeper that girdles the tree-trunk the Law runneth forward and back -- For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.