Poetry and imagination begin life. A child will fall on its knees on the gravel walk at the sight of a pink hawthorn in full flower, when it is by itself, to praise God for it.

The progressive world is necessarily divided into two classes - those who take the best of what there is and enjoy it - those who wish for something better and…

There is a physical, not moral, impossibility of supplying the wants of the intellect in the state of civilisation at which we have arrived. The stimulus, the …

Passion, intellect, moral activity - these three have never been satisfied in a woman. In this cold and oppressive conventional atmosphere, they cannot be sati…

I said to the almond tree: 'Speak to me of God.' and the almond tree blossomed.

But the little boy said... 'There are so many colors in the rainbow So many colors in the morning sun So many colors in the flowers and I see every one.'

Once in everyone's life there is apt to be a period when he is fully awake, instead of half asleep. I think of those five years in Maine as the time when this …