Pluck not the wayside flower; It is the traveler's dower.

Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.

Before a day was over, Home comes the rover, For mother's kiss - sweeter this Than any other thing!

Autumn's the mellow time.

Writing is learning to say nothing, more cleverly every day.

Four ducks on a pond, / A grass-bank beyond, / A blue sky of spring, / White clouds on the wing: / What a little thing / To remember for years - / To remember with tears!.

If any foes of mine are there, I pardon every one: I hope that man and womankind will do the same by me.

She danced a jig, she sung a song that took my heart away.

A man who keeps a diary pays, Due toll to many tedious days; But life becomes eventful—then, His busy hand forgets the pen. Most books, indeed, are records less Of fulness than of emptiness.

Round the world and home again, that's the sailor's way!

History of Ireland--lawlessness and turbulency, robbery and oppression, hatred and revenge, blind selfishness everywhere--no principle, no heroism. What can be done with it?

I want you to be happy and for me to be part of that happiness.

Going to sleep is an adventure: you never know where your dreams will take you.

Everyday is an oportunity to make a new happy ending.

Cruelty is, perhaps, the worst kid of sin. Intellectual cruelty is certainly the worst kind of cruelty.

Wine is an appropriate article for mankind, both for the healthy body and for the ailing man.

Some of the old laws of Israel are clearly savage taboos of a familiar type thinly disguised as commands of the Deity.

I'm always listening and watching; my ear is like a boom mike. And judging, frankly. Constantly judging.

Our Southside is a place apart: each piece of our living is a protest.

History is our guide, and without a knowledge of history, we are lost!

Let them call me rebel, and welcome, I feel no concern from it.