There's some herb that's good for everybody, except for them that thinks they're sick when they ain't.

the mysterious moment of death proves to be a moment of waking. How one longs to take it for one's self!

There's some herb that's good for everybody, except for them that thinks they're sick when they ain't.

my friends plunged into a borderless sea of reminiscences and personal news.

There is something out of gear about graded schools and all that. Memory is developed at the expense of what in general we are pleased to call thought and character.

A lean sorrow is hardest to bear.

Conversation's got to have some root in the past, or else you've got to explain every remark you make, an' it wears a person out.