My heart, which is so full to overflowing, has often been solaced and refreshed by music when sick and weary.

One picture is worth a thousand words.

I reached for sleep and drew it round me like a blanket muffling pain and thought together in the merciful dark.

What may be done at any time will be done at no time.

Silence is more musical than any song.

Early to rise and early to bed makes a male healthy and wealthy and dead.

Autumn is the bite of the harvest apple.

The fragrance always remains in the hand that gives the rose.

Appetite, with an opinion of attaining, is called hope; the same, without such opinion, despair.

She did not talk to people as if they were strange hard shells she had to crack open to get inside. She talked as if she were already in the shell. In their very shell.