There Is Nothing More Frightful Than An

When She Sees The Leaves Fall, They Raise No Other Idea In Her Mind Than That Winter Is Approaching.

Since Time Is Not A Person We Can Overtake When He Is Gone, Let Us Honor Him With Mirth And Cheerfulness Of Heart While He Is Passing.

A Plant Is Like A Self-willed Man, Out Of Whom We Can Obtain All Which We Desire, If We Will Only Treat Him His Own Way.

What Makes Poetry? A Full Heart, Brimful Of One Noble Passion.

The Assault Of Our Enemies Is Not Part Of Our Life; It Is Only Part Of Our Experience; We Throw It Off And Guard Ourselves Against It As Against Frost, Storm, Rain, Hail, Or Any Other Of The External Evils Which May Be Expected To Happen.