At the door of every happy person there should be a man with a hammer whose knock would serve as a constant reminder of the existence of unfortunate people. Gooseberries (1898)
It has become customary to say that a man needs only six feet of land. But a corpse needs six feet, not a person. Gooseberries (1898)
He is no longer a city dweller who has even once in his life caught a ruff or seen how, on clear and cool autumn days, flocks of migrating thrushes drift over a village. Until his death he will be drawn to freedom. Gooseberries (1898)