We Let Our Blessings Get Mouldy, And

There Can Be No High Civilization Where There Is Not Ample Leisure.

Maple-trees Are The Cows Of Trees (spring-milked).

God Has Made Sleep To Be A Sponge By Which To Rub Out Fatigue. A Man's Roots Are Planted In Night As In A Soil.

The Mother's Heart Is The Child's Schoolroom.

Suffering Is Part Of The Divine Idea.