Freedom from worries and surcease from strain are illusions that always inhabit the distance.

For the mind disturbed, the still beauty of dawn is nature's finest balm.

Better a thousand times even a swiftly fading, ephemeral moment of life than the epoch-long unconsciousness of the stone.

How many beautiful trees gave their lives that today's scandal should, without delay, reach a million readers.

Looking at life through the eyes of a Daddy long legs: Imagine walking on legs so long you could cover a mile in fifty strides! Imagine looking to either side through eyes set not in your head but in a... hump in your back! Imagine your knees, when you walked, working a dozen feet or more above your head.

For man, autumn is a time of harvest, of gathering together. For nature, it is a time of sowing, of scattering abroad.

Freedom from worries and surcease from strain are illusions that always inhabit the distance.