Occupation: Essayist Birth: April 1, 1855 Death: November 15, 1950
A kitten is chiefly remarkable for rushing about like mad at nothing whatever and generally stopping before it gets there..
The delusions of the past seem fond and foolish. The delusions of the present seem subtle and sane..
It is unwise to feel too much if we think too little..
Art... does not take kindly to facts, is helpless to grapple with theories, and is killed outright by a sermon..
Wit is a thing capable of proof..
The earliest voice listened to by the nations in their infancy was the voice of the storyteller..
It is in his pleasure that a man really lives; it is from his leisure that he constructs the true fabric of self..
Wit is the salt of conversation, not the food, and few things in the world are more wearying than a sarcastic attitude towards life..
Tea had come as a deliverer to a land that called for deliverance; a land of beef and ale, of heavy eating and abundant drunkenness; of gray skies an….
An appreciation of words is so rare that everybody naturally thinks he possesses it, and this universal sentiment results in the misuse of a material….
By providing cheap and wholesome reading for the young, we have partly succeeded in driving from the field that which was positively bad; yet nothing….
A vast deal of ingenuity is wasted every year in evoking the undesirable, in the careful construction of objects which burden life. Frankenstein was ….
Personally, I do not believe that it is the duty of any man or woman to write a novel. In nine cases out of ten, there would be greater merit in leav….
No rural community, no suburban community, can ever possess the distinctive qualities that city dwellers have for centuries given to the world..
There is something frightful in being required to enjoy and appreciate all masterpieces; to read with equal relish Milton, and Dante, and Calderon, a….
Every true American likes to think in terms of thousands and millions. The word 'million' is probably the most pleasure-giving vocable in the languag….
Why do so many ingenious theorists give fresh reasons every year for the decline of letter writing, and why do they assume, in derision of suffering ….
The perfectly natural thing to do with an unreadable book is to give it away; and the publication, for more than a quarter of a century, of volumes w….
If everybody floated with the tide of talk, placidity would soon end in stagnation. It is the strong backward stroke which stirs the ripples, and giv….
Necessity knows no Sunday..
Humor hardens the heart, at least to the point of sanity..