History records the large events or the general condition of society, but only an individual can put down the way of life in a small town.

A house with no fireplace is a house without a heart.

Almost all words do have colour and nothing is more pleasant than to utter a pink word and see someone's eyes light up and know it is a pink word for him or her too.

the tentacles of today reach out like an octopus to swallow yesterday.

We need time to dream, time to remember, and time to reach the infinite. Time to be.

The curious thing about fishing is you never want to go home. If you catch something, you can't stop. If you don't catch anything, you hate to leave in case something might bite.

the real evidence of growing older is that things level off in importance ... Days are no longer jagged peaks to climb; time is a meadow, and we move over it with level steps.

Some of the days in November carry the whole memory of summer as a fire opal carries the color of moonrise.

nothing decorates a home like books. There they are, waiting to decorate the mind, too!

Dog lovers are a good breed themselves.

Christmas is a bridge. We need bridges as the river of time flows past. Today's Christmas should mean creating happy hours for tomorrow and reliving those of yesterday.

Never trust a species that grins all the time. It’s up to something.

By showing that you don't have to lose yourself, maybe someone else will feel some sort of comfort.

...the majority in a democracy has no more right to tyrannize over a minority than, under a different system, the latter would to oppress the former.

All that non-fiction can do is answer questions. It's fiction's business to ask them.

'A sound Conservative government,' said Taper, musingly. 'I understand: Tory men and Whig measures.'

Goats," said Maxwell Hyde, "are a special case. Mad as hatters, all of them.

When it comes to finances, it matters less how much money you make and more how you spend it.

But I was very much into sports when I was a child.

Peace, non-violence, human rights and the environment - if only everybody saw these as the seamless whole that they are

The sense of death is most in apprehension, And the poor beetle, that we tread upon, In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great As when a giant dies.