Only by avoiding the beginning of things can we escape their end.
The worst vice of the solitary is the worship of his food.
The more I see of life the more I perceive that only through solitary communion with nature can one gain an idea of its richness and meaning.
He [George Orwell] would not blow his nose without moralising on conditions in the handkerchief industry.
Believing in Hell must distort every judgement on this life.
Like water, we are truest to our nature in repose.