The Old Poets Little Knew What Comfort

It Does Seem So Pleasant To Talk With An Old Acquaintance Who Knows What You Know. I See So Many New Folks Nowadays Who Seem To Have Neither Past Nor Future. Conversation Has Got To Have Some Root In The Past, Or Else You Have Got To Explain Every Remark You Make, And It Wears A Person Out.

God Would Not Give Us The Same Talent If What Were Right For Men Were Wrong For Women.

My Dear Father; My Dear Friend; The Best And Wisest Man I Ever Knew, Who Taught Me Many Lessons And Showed Me Many Things As We Went Together Along The Country By-ways.

It Is Not Often Given In A Noisy World To Come To The Places Of Great Grief And Silence.

Such A Nice Day - Out All Day Up In The Carter Notch Direction, Trout-fishing, With The Long Drive There And The Long Drive Home Again In Time For Supper. It Was A Lovely Brook And I Caught Seven Good Trout And One Small One - Which Eight Trout-persons You Should Have For Your Breakfast If Only You Were Near Enough. It Was Not Alone The Fishing, But The Delightful Loneliness And Being Out Of Doors.