“Your little sisterHas tossed her Untied hair forwardLike a living veil,Like a fragrant hedge,And peers, with such eyes!Through a fragrant veil,Through a dark hedge ...How sweet it is to onlyThink of such little things.Fruits have ripenedOn all the longing branches In your nightly garden,Chinese lanterns like red fruitsSway and illuminateThe longing branchesRustled by the night windIn your little garden ...How sweet it is to onlyThink of such little things.”

“a compliment is like a kiss through a veil.”

“Tis a far cry from home for a poor lonely thing,O'er the deeps and wild waters of seas,Where you can't hear your dear mother's voice softly singLike a breeze gently stirring the trees.Come home, little one, wander back here someday,I'll watch for you, each evening and morn,Through all the long season 'til I'm old and greyAs the frost on the hedges at dawn.There's a lantern that shines in my window at night,I have long kept it burning for you,It glows through the dark, like a clear guiding light,And I know someday you'll see it, too.So hasten back, little one, or I will soon be gone,No more to see your dear face,But I know that I'll feel your tears fall one by one,On the flowers o'er my resting place.”

“Nobody knows like a woman how to say things that are both sweet and profound. Sweetness and depth, this is all of woman; this is Heaven.”

“She had had sweet dreams, which possibly arose from the fact that her little bed was very white.”

“There are two stages - living on little, and living on nothing. They are like two rooms, the first dark, the second pitch-black.”

“What was more needed by this old man who divided the leisure hours of his life, where he had so little leisure, between gardening in the daytime, and contemplation at night? Was not this narrow enclosure, with the sky for a background, enough to enable him to adore God in his most beautiful as well as in his most sublime works? Indeed, is not that all, and what more can be desired? A little garden to walk, and immensity to reflect upon. At his feet something to cultivate and gather; above his head something to study and meditate upon: a few flowers on the earth, and all the stars in the sky.”