Occupation: Novelist Birth: September 12, 1829 Death: October 20, 1900
If there was any petting to be done...he chose to do it. Often he would sit looking at me, and then, moved by a delicate affection, come and pull at ….
Nothing shows one who his friends are like prosperity and ripe fruit..
Memory has the singular characteristic of recalling in a friend absent, as in a journey long past, only that which is agreeable..
There is no moment of delight in any pilgrimage like the beginning of it..
People always overdo the matter when they attempt deception..
The excellence of a gift lies in its appropriateness rather than in its value.
The love of dirt is among the earliest of passions, as it is the latest. Mud-pies gratify one of our first and best instincts. So long as we are di….
To own a bit of ground, to scratch it with a hoe, to plant seeds, and watch the renewal of life - this is the commonest delight of the race, the most….
No man but feels more of a man in the world if he have a bit of ground that he can call his own. However small it is on the surface, it is four thous….
It is difficult to be emphatic when no one is emphatic on the other side..
It is well known that no person who regards his reputation will ever kill a trout with anything but a fly. It requires some training on the part of t….
Goodness comes out of people who bask in the sun, as it does out of a sweet apple roasted before the fire..
Nothing is worth reading that does not require an alert mind..
Politics makes strange bedfellows..
Politics make strange bedfellows..
The chief effect of talk on any subject is to strengthen one's own opinions, and, in fact, one never knows exactly what he does believe until he is w….
A great artist can paint a great picture on a small canvas..
Plots are no more exhausted than men are. Every man is a new creation, and combinations are simply endless..
There are those who say that trees shade the garden too much, and interfere with the growth of the vegetables. There may be something in this:but w….
Regrets are idle; yet history is one long regret. Everything might have turned out so differently..
Isolation breeds conceit..