The sunshine was delightful, the foliage gently astir, more from the activity of birds than from the breeze. One gallant little bird, doubtless lovelorn, was singing his heart out at the top of a tall tree.

Proverty and wealth are comparative sins.

Houses are like the human beings that inhabit them.

True thinkers are characterized by a blending of clearness and mystery.

The mountains, the forest, and the sea, render men savage; they develop the fierce, but yet do not destroy the human.

Smallness in a great man seems smaller by its disproportion with all the rest.

Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age.