In my garden I spend my days; in my library I spend my nights. Alexander Smith More Quotes by Alexander Smith More Quotes From Alexander Smith Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition. Alexander Smith valentines-day love relationship Christmas is the day that holds all time together. Alexander Smith xmas holiday christmas In the entire circle of the year there are no days so delightful as those of a fine October, when the trees are bare to the mild heavens, and the red leaves bestrew the road, and you can feel the breath of winter, morning and evening - no days so calm, so tenderly solemn, and with such a reverent meekness in the air. Alexander Smith autumn morning fall A man's real possession is his memory. In nothing else is he rich, in nothing else is he poor. Alexander Smith real men memories It is a characteristic of pleasure that we can never recognize it to be pleasure till after it is gone. Alexander Smith characteristics pleasure gone Looking forward into an empty year strikes one with a certain awe, because one finds therein no recognition. The years behind have a friendly aspect, and they are warmed by the fires we have kindled, and all their echoes are the echoes of our own voices. Alexander Smith echoes fire memories If we were to live here always, with no other care than how to feed, clothe, and house ourselves, life would be a very sorry business. It is immeasurably heightened by the solemnity of death. Alexander Smith sorry house death I go into my library and all history unrolls before me. Alexander Smith libraries-and-librarians book-lover library Everything is sweetened by risk. Alexander Smith risk Trees are your best antiques Alexander Smith antiques nature tree The sea complains upon a thousand shores. Alexander Smith ocean sea complaining The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as they - and as taciturn. Alexander Smith keeping-secrets secret wise My heart like moon-charmed waters, all unrest. Alexander Smith moon heart water It is not of so much consequence what you say, as how you say it. Memorable sentences are memorable on account of some single irradiating word. Alexander Smith accounts sentences memorable The pleased sea on a white-breasted shore-- A shore that wears on her alluring brows Rare shells, far brought, the love-gifts of the sea, That blushed a tell-tale. Alexander Smith ocean white sea If a man is worth knowing at all, he is worth knowing well. Alexander Smith wells knowing men We bury love; Forgetfulness grows over it like grass: That is a thing to weep for, not the dead. Alexander Smith forgetful grows grass A man gazing at the stars is proverbially at the mercy of the puddles in the road. Alexander Smith stars wisdom science To be occasionally quoted is the only fame I care for. Alexander Smith i-care care fame How deeply seated in the human heart is the liking for gardens and gardening. Alexander Smith garden desire heart
