When they are among us cats are angels
The whole secret of the study of nature lies in learning how to use one's eyes.
almost all novels are love stories.
fretting at trouble only doubles it.
living for oneself is a bad thing. The keenest intellectual pleasure comes from being able to return to the self after being absent from it for a spell. But living all the time inside the self, that most tyrannical, demanding and capricious of companions - no, one shouldn't do it.
It is high time that we had lights that are not incendiary torches.