Ye cannot know eternal reality by a definition. Time itself, and all the acts and events that fill time are the definition, and it must be lived.

With my mother's death all settled happiness, all that was tranquil and reliable, disappeared from my life. There was to be much fun, many pleasures, many stabs of Joy; but no more of the old security. It was sea and islands now; the great continent had sunk like Atlantis.

Unless thought is valid we have no reason to believe in the real universe.

When I was ten, I read fairy tales in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty, I read them openly. When I became a man I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up.

One road leads home and a thousand roads lead into the wilderness.

When you have reached your own room, be kind to those Who have chosen different doors and to those who are still in the hall.

Emerson said, Do you love me? means Do you see the same truth?-Or at least, "Do you care about the same truth?