Large or small, [the garden] should be orderly and rich. It should be well fenced from the outside world. It should by no means imitate either the willfulness or the wildness of nature, but should look like a thing never to be seen except near the house. It should, in fact, look like part of the house.

Nothing should be made by man's labour which is not worth making, or which must be made by labour degrading to the makers.

Give me love and work - these two only.

Don't think too much of style.

Whiles in the early Winter eve We pass amid the gathering night Some homestead that we had to leave Years past; and see its candles bright Shine in the room beside the door Where we were merry years agone But now must never enter more, As still the dark road drives us on. E'en so the world of men may turn At even of some hurried day And see the ancient glimmer burn Across the waste that hath no way; Then with that faint light in its eyes A while I bid it linger near And nurse in wavering memories The bitter-sweet of days that were.

Simplicity of life, even the barest, is not a misery, but the very foundation of refinement.

If i were asked to say what is at once the most important production of Art and the thing most to be longed for, I should answer, A beautiful House.