But even if we take matrimony at its lowest, even if we regard it as no more than a sort of friendship recognized by the police, there must be degree….

There is no music like a little river's . . . It takes the mind out-of-doors . . . and . . . it quiets a man down like saying his prayers..

No human being ever spoke of scenery for above two minutes at a time, which makes me suspect that we hear too much of it in literature..

The very flexibility and ease which make men's friendships so agreeable while they endure, make them the easier to destroy and forget..

Everything is true; only the opposite is true too; you must believe both equally or be damned..

He who has learned to love an art or science has wisely laid up riches against the day of riches..

When we look in to the long avenue of the future, and see the good there is for each one of us to do, we realize, after all, what a beautiful thing i….

Trusty, dusky, vivid, true, With eyes of gold and bramble-dew, Steel-true and blade-straight, The great artificer made my mate..

With every day, and from both sides of my intelligence, the moral and the intellectual, I thus drew steadily nearer to the truth, by whose partial di….

Every book is, in an intimate sense, a circular-letter to the friends of him who writes it..

All sorts of allowances are made for the illusions of youth, and none, or almost none for the disenchantment of age..

To the old our mouths are always partly closed; we must swallow our obvious retorts and listen. They sit above our heads, on life's raised dais, and ….

A happy man or woman is a better thing to find than a five-pound note. He or she is a radiating focus of goodwill; and their entrance into a room is ….

His friends were those of his own blood or those whom he had known the longest; his affections, like ivy, were the growth of time, they implied no ap….

The FlowersAll the names I know from nurse:Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse,Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock,And the Lady Hollyhock.Fairy places,….

To forget oneself is to be happy..

To cast in it with Hyde was to die a thousand interests and aspirations..

There is no progress whatever. Everything is just the same as it was thousands, and tens of thousands, of years ago. The outward form changes. The es….

Away down the river, A hundred miles or more, Other little children Shall bring my boats ashore..