Good friends, good books, and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.

Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life.

Words in haste do friendships waste.

Probably there is nothing in the world so suggestive of serene contentment and perfect bliss as the spectacle of a calf chewing a dishrag, but the nearest approach to it is your reedy tenor, standing apart, in sickly attitude, with head thrown back a

There is an old-time toast which is golden for its beauty. "When you ascend the hill of prosperity may you not meet a friend.

Love is when two people know everything about eachother and are still friends.