If one wants to lead a good life, A HUMAN LIFE, one must work.

There ought to be a man with a hammer behind the door of every happy man.

Critics are like horse-flies which hinder the horses in their plowing of the soil. The horse works, all its muscles drawn tight like the strings on a double-bass, and a fly settles on his flanks and tickles and buzzes. And what does the fly buzz about? It scarcely knows itself; simply because it is restless and wants to proclaim: 'Look, I too am living on the earth. See, I can buzz, too, buzz about anything.'

Man has been endowed with reason, with the power to create, so that he can add to what he's been given.

The more refined one is, the more unhappy.

There are still many more days of failure ahead, whole seasons of failure, things will go terribly wrong, you will have huge disappointments , but you have to prepare for that, you have to expect it and be resolute and follow your own path.

Life on earth is inconceivable without trees.