The baby romped on my lap like a short stout salmon.

Children driven good are apt to be driven mad.

The Church has lost a great religious poet in me; but I have lost an infinity of fun in the church, so the loss is even.

Sneezes ... always sound much louder to the sneezer than to the hearers. It is an acoustical peculiarity.

When other helpers fail and comforts flee, when the senses decay and the mind moves in a narrower and narrower circle, when the grasshopper is a burden and the postman brings no letters, and even the Royal Family is no longer quite what it was, an obituary column stands fast.

There are not enough poems in praise of bed.

Idleness is righteous if it is comfortable. Uncomfortable idleness is sin & sinful waste.