Go forward with joyful confidence.
Blows are sarcasms turned stupid.
Gossip is a sort of smoke that comes from the dirty tobacco-pipes of those who diffuse it: it proves nothing but the bad taste of the smoker.
The world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome, dubious eggs, called possibilities.
To know intense joy without a strong bodily frame, one must have an enthusiastic soul.
My own experience and development deepen every day my conviction that our moral progress may be measured by the degree in which we sympathize with individual suffering and individual joy.