I know that I have found fulfillment. I have an object in life, a task ... a passion.
Life resembles a novel more often than novels resemble life.
Love without reverence and enthusiasm is only friendship.
... the progress of the language has caused us to lose many old treasures. It is thus with all progress, and one must make the best of it.
One approaches the journey's end. But the end is a goal, not a catastrophe.
Every historian discloses a new horizon.