A man is known by the company his mind keeps.

O Liberty...! is it well To leave the gates unguarded?

Decoration Day is the most beautiful of our national holidays.... The grim cannon have turned into palm branches, and the shell and shrapnel into peach blossoms.

I like to have a thing suggested rather than told in full. When every detail is given, the mind rests satisfied, and the imagination loses the desire to use its own wings.

Great orators who are not also great writers become very indistinct shadows to the generations following them. The spell vanishes with the voice.

With the tears a Land hath shed. Their graves should ever be green.

What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.