“Tis the land of Fancy, and is of that pleasant kind that, when you tire of it,—whisk!—you clap the leaves of this book together and 'tis gone, and you are ready for every-day life, with no harm done.” — Howard Pyle Copy Share Image
All the students have shown more advance in two months of summer study than they have in a year of ordinary instruction, largely due… — Howard Pyle Copy Share Image
You who so plod amid serious things that you feel it shame to give yourself up even for a few short moments to mirth… — Howard Pyle Copy Share Image
“Let us e'er be merry while we may, for man is but dust, and he hath but a span to live here till the… — Howard Pyle Copy Share Image
It doth make a man better,' quoth Robin Hood, 'to bear of those noble men so long ago. When one doth list to such… — Howard Pyle Copy Share Image
Young people, don't get the idea that you have an artistic temperament which must be humored. Don't believe you cannot do good work unless… — Howard Pyle Copy Share Image
I think it likely that some of my pupils will reach unusual distinction. — Howard Pyle Copy Share Image
I should like to make myself free to all who care to attend my lectures. — Howard Pyle Copy Share Image
