Bird Quote by Eugene Field

A mighty good sausage stuffer was spoiled when the man became a poet.

— Eugene Field

No book can be appreciated until it has been slept with and dreamed over.

— Eugene Field

I'd like a stocking made for a giant, And a meeting house full of toys, Then I'd go out in a happy hunt For…

— Eugene Field

Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe, - Sailed on a river of crystal light Into a sea of…

— Eugene Field

All good and true book-lovers practice the pleasing and improving avocation of reading in bed ... No book can be appreciated until it has…

— Eugene Field

There is a glorious candor in an honest quart of wine, A certain inspitation which I cannot well define.

— Eugene Field

Mr. Clarke played the King all evening as though under constant fear that someone else was about to play the Ace.

— Eugene Field

How gracious those dews of solace that over my senses fall At the clink of the ice in the pitcher the boy brings up…

— Eugene Field

Ideas came with explosive immediacy, like an instant birth. Human thought is like a monstrous pendulum; it keeps swinging from one extreme to the…

— Eugene Field

Let my temptation be a book, which I shall purchase, hold and keep.

— Eugene Field

The best of all physiciansIs apple pie and cheese!

— Eugene Field

But I, when I undress me Each night, upon my knees Will ask the Lord to bless me With apple-pie and cheese.

— Eugene Field