The Artist Beholds In Nature More Than

The House Of Fiction Has In Short Not One Window, But A Million, ... But They Are, Singly, As Nothing Without The Posted Presence Of The Watcher.

And Remember This, That If You've Been Hated, You've Also Been Loved.

...he Had Long Decided That Abundant Laughter Should Be The Embellishment Of The Remainder Of His Days.

It Takes A Great Deal Of History To Produce A Little Literature.

My Father Ain't In Europe; My Father's In A Better Place Than Europe." Winterbourne Imagined For A Moment That This Was The Manner In Which The Child Had Been Taught To Intimate That Mr. Miller Had Been Removed To The Sphere Of Celestial Reward. But Randolph Immediately Added, "my Father's In Schenectady.