I know every book of mine by its smell, and I have but to put my nose between the pages to be reminded of all sorts of things.
Time is money says the proverb, but turn it around and you get a precious truth. Money is time.
Honest Winter, snow-clad, and with the frosted beard, I can welcome not uncordially; But that long deferment of the calendar's promise, that weeping gloom of March and April, that bitter blast outragi...
For the man sound of body and serene of mind there is no such thing as bad weather every day has its beauty, and storms which whip the blood do but make it pulse more vigorously.
Have the courage of your desire.
This is one of the bitter curses of poverty: it leaves no right to be generous.
Money is time. With money I buy for cheerful use the hours which otherwise would not in any sense be mine; nay, which would make me their miserable bondsman.
It is the mind which creates the world around us, and even though we stand side by side in the same meadow, my eyes will never see what is beheld by yours, my heart will never stir to the emotions wit...
I don't advise. You mutn't give any weight to what I say, except in so far as your own judgment approves it.
It is familiarity with life that makes time speed quickly. When every day is a step in the unknown, as for children, the days are long with gathering of experience . . .
He liked to feel the soft little hand clasping his own fingers, so big and coarse in comparison, and happily so strong. For in the child's weakness he felt an infinite pathos; a being so entirely help...