All good things are wild and free.”
I have never got over my surprise that I should have been born into the most estimable place in all the world, and in the very nick of time, too.”
October is the month of painted leaves. Their rich glow now flashes round the world. As fruits and leaves and the day itself acquire a bright tint just before they fall, so the year near its setting. October is its sunset sky; November the later twilight.”