You can see the progression of the little bitty ones to the older dancers.

My feeling toward the animal is that he is our younger brother, and that we are our brothers keeper.

All things die not: while the soul lives, love lives: the song may be now gay, now plaintive, but it is deathless.

She was coming. I watched the slight figure grow out of the dusk between the trees, and the darkness in which I had walked of late fell away. The wood that had been so gloomy was a place of sunlight and song; had red roses sprung up around me I had felt no wonder. She came softly and slowly with bent head and hanging arms, not knowing that I was near. I went not to meet her - it was my fancy to have her come to me still - but when she raised her eyes and saw me I fell upon my knees.

It's time to do something. The decision has been made. Let's go forward. I'm one of those firm believers that if you don't like it, run for school board or shut your mouth.

The valley lay like a ribbon thrown into the midst of the encompassing hills. The grass which grew there was soft and fine and abundant; the trees which sprang from its dark, rich mould were tall and great of girth. A bright stream flashed through it, and the sunshine fell warm upon the grass and changed the tassels of the maize into golden plumes.

The work of the day being over, I say down upon my doorstep, pipe in hand, to rest awhile in the cool of the evening.

The tobacco-roller and his son pitched their camp beneath a gum tree upon the edge of the wood.

We don't consider this self-service. We're doing this to increase accuracy.