Solitude will be welcomed or endured or avoided, according as a man's personal value is large or small.

It takes place, by and large, with the same sort of necessity as a tree brings forth fruit, and demands of the world no more than a soil on which the individual can flourish.

A man may call to mind the face of his friend, but not his own. Here, then, is an initial difficulty in the way of applying the maxim, Know Thyself.

Anyone can squash a bug but all professors of this world couldn't build one.

If God made the world, I would not be that God, for the misery of the world would break my heart.

All wanting comes from need, therefore from lack, therefore from suffering.

How is it possible that suffering that is neither my own nor of my concern should immediately affect me as though it were my own, and with such force that is moves me to action?