Children in a family are like flowers in a bouquet: there's always one determined to face in an opposite direction from the way the arranger desires.
Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.
Keep me away from the wisdom which does not cry the philosophy which does...
Wisdom ceases to be wisdom when it becomes too proud to weep too grave to...
Wisdom stands at the turn in the road and calls upon us publicly but we...
Two obsessions are the hallmarks of Nature's artistic style.
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not...
Praise the green earth. Chance has appointed her...
