Thomas Bailey Aldrich Quotes

The possession of gold has ruined fewer men than the lack of it.

After a debauch of thundershower the weather takes the pledge and signs it with a rainbow.

They fail and they alone who have not striven.

The man who suspects his own tediousness has yet to be born.

All the best sands of my life are somehow getting into the wrong end of the hourglass. If I could only reverse it! Were it in my power to do so would I?

Imagine all human beings swept off the face of the earth, excepting one man. Imagine this man in some vast city, New York or London. Imagine him on the third or fourth day of his solitude sitting in a house and hearing a ring at the door-bell!

What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.

What is more cheerful, now, in the fall of the year, than an open-wood-fire? Do you hear those little chirps and twitters coming out of that piece of apple-wood? Those are the ghosts of the robins and blue-birds that sang upon the bough when it was in blossom last Spring. In Summer whole flocks of them come fluttering about the fruit-trees under the window: so I have singing birds all the year round.