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.

So I sit there kicked my heels, thinking about New Orleans, and watching a morbid blue-bottle fly attempt to commit suicide by butting his head against the windowpane.

It were better to be a soldier's widow than a coward's wife.

All the best sands of my life are somehow getting into the wrong end of the hourglass. If I could only reverse it! Were it in my power to do sowould I?

The man who suspects his own tediousness is yet to be born.

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

When friends are at your hearthside met, Sweet courtesy has done its most If you have made each guest forget That he himself is not the host.