When, in the hands of masters, they become sources of strength, they will be a different set of virtues from those of New England.
There is no more natural place for the scattering of confetti than this state, except the moving picture scene itself.

Both have a genius for gardens and dancing and carnival.
When the Californian relegates the dramatic to secondary scenes, both in his life and his photoplay, and turns to the genuinely epic and lyric, he and this instrument may find their immortality together as New England found its soul in the essays of Emerson.

Tide upon tide of Spring comes into California through all four seasons.

Fairy beauty overwhelms the lumbering grand-stand players.

The tiniest garden is a jewelled pathway of wonder.