I have the happiness of a passing moment, and what more can mortal ask?

Parks are but pavement disguised with a growth of grass.

I have the happiness of a passing moment, and what more can mortal ask?

For the man sound of body and serene of mind there is no such thing as bad weather; every day has its beauty, and storms which whip the blood do but make it pulse more vigorously.

I am much better employed from every point of view, when I live solely for my own satisfaction, than when I begin to worry about the world. The world frightens me, and a frightened man is no good for anything.

It is familiarity with life that makes time speed quickly. When every day is a step in the unknown, as for children, the days are long with gathering of experience . . .

Persistent prophecy is a familiar way of assuring the event.