Taking a new step. . .is what people fear most.

If you happen to have a wart on your nose or forehead, you cannot help imagining that no one in the world has anything else to do but stare at your wart, laugh at it, and condemn you for it, even though you have discovered America.

I gave up caring about anything, and all the problems disappeared.

At such times I felt something was drawing me away, and I kept fancying that if I walked straight on, far, far away and reached that line where the sky and earth meet, there I should find the key to the mystery, there I should see a new life a thousand times richer and more turbulent than ours.

...it all, maybe, most likely, indeed, might turn out for the best.

They have succeeded in accumulating a greater mass of objects, but the joy in the world has grown less.

Truly great men must, I think, experience great sorrow on the earth.