The gain in self-confidence of having accomplished a tiresome labour is immense.

Saw Washington Monument. Phallic. Appalling. A national catastrophe.

Does there, I wonder, exist a being who has read all, or approximately all, that the person of average culture is supposed to have read, and that not to have read is a social sin? If such a being does exist, surely he is an old, a very old man.

The pleasure of doing a thing in the same way at the same time every day, and savoring it, should be noted.

It is well, when judging a friend, to remember that he is judging you with the same godlike and superior impartiality.

Which of us is not saying to himself which of us has not been saying to himself all his life: " I shall alter that when I have a little more time"? We never shall have any more time. We have, and we have always had, all the time there is.

The chances are that you have already come to believe that happiness is unattainable. But men have attained it. And they have attained it by realizing that happiness does not spring from the procuring of physical or mental pleasure, but from the development of reason and the adjustment of conduct to principles.