Sam Walter Foss Quotes

Let me live in a house by the side of the road and be a friend to man.

The woods were made for the hunters of dreams, The brooks for the fishers of song; To the hunters who hunt for the gunless game The streams and the woods belong.

Bring me men to match my mountains: Bring me men to match my plains: Men with empires in their purpose and new eras in their brains.

Strew gladness on the paths of men-You will not pass this way again.

Seek not for fresher founts afar, just drop you bucket where you are.

The woods were made for the hunter of dreams...

W'en you see a man in woe, Walk right up and say 'hullo'; Say "hullo" and "how d'ye do. How's the world a-usin' you?

There are purple grapes in the Land of Git-Thare.

Just drop your bucket where you are.

I say the very things that make the greatest StirAn' the most interestin' things, are things that did n't occur.

Let me live in my house by the side of the road And be a friend to man.

Wen you see a man in woe Walk right up and say "hullo." Say "hullo" and "how d'ye do " "How's the world a-usin' you?"

The woods were made for the hunter of dreams The brooks for the fishes of song.