Turn on its noiseless hinges, delicate sleep!

What probing deep Has ever solved the mystery of sleep?

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.

It is only your habitual late riser who takes in the full flavor of Nature at those rare intervals when he gets up to go afishing. He brings virginal emotions and unsatiated eyes to the sparkling freshness of earth and stream and sky.

Books that have become classics - books that have had their day and now get more praise than perusal - always remind me of retired colonels and majors and captains who, having reached the age limit, find themselves retired on half pay.

The possession of gold has ruined fewer men than the lack of it.

It is the Lord's Day, and I do believe that cheerful hearts and faces are not unpleasant in His sight.