A man of my acquaintance once wrote a poem called "The Road Less Traveled", describing a journey he took through the woods along a path most travelers never used. The poet found that the road less traveled was peaceful but quite lonely, and he was probably a bit nervous as he went along, because if anything happened on the road less traveled, the other travelers would be on the road more frequently traveled and so couldn't hear him as he cried for help. Sure enough, that poet is dead.

...in life it is often the tiny details that end up being the most important.

Instead of the word 'love' there was an enormous heart, a symbol sometimes used by people who have trouble figuring out the difference between words and shapes.

I go to bed early and rise late and feel as if I have hardly slept, probably because I have been reading almost the entire time.

the table of elements does not contain one of the most powerful elements that make up our world, and that is the element of surprise.

It is my fate that some of my questions will never be answered.

You can't believe everything you read.