Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well. – Alexander Smith
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition. – Alexander Smith
Death is the ugly fact which Nature has to hide, and she hides it well. – Alexander Smith
Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition. – Alexander Smith
I would rather be remembered by a song than by a victory. – Alexander Smith
How deeply seated in the human heart is the liking for gardens and gardening. – Alexander Smith
There is hardly a place where, in the course of a year, some things are not purchased and never used, and where spring cleaning does not unearth them. Spring is the time when the good housewife puts all doubtful things into the trash barrel. – E.F. White, “Spring Soda Fountain Thoughts,” 1908 [a little altered —t^