Some memories are realities, and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again.

Of all the bewildering things about a new country, the absence of human landmarks is one of the most depressing and disheartening.

Old people, who have felt blows and toil and known the world's hard hand, need, even more than children do, a woman's tenderness.

If youth did not matter so much to itself, it would never have the heart to go on.

The heart, when it is too much alive, aches for that brown earth, and ecstasy has no fear of death.

Nearly all the Escapists in the long past have managed their own budget and their social relations so unsuccessfully that I wouldn't want them for my landlords, or my bankers, or my neighbors. They were valuable, like powerful stimulants, only when they were left out of the social and industrial routine.

There was nothing but land; not a country at all, but the material out of which countries are made.