Human anger is a higher thing than what is called divine discontent. For you must be angry with something; but you can be discontented with everything.

If a man does not talk to himself, it is because he is not worth talking to.

There must be some good in the life of battle, for so many good men have enjoyed being soldiers.

Grey is a colour that always seems on the eve of changing to some other colour.

If seeds in the black earth can turn into such beautiful roses, what might not the heart of man become in its long journey toward the stars?

He walked by instinct along one white road, on which early birds hopped and sang, and found himself outside a fenced garden. There he saw the sister of Gregory, the girl with the gold-red hair, cutting lilac before breakfast, with the great unconscious gravity of a girl.

Stick to the man who looks out of the window and tries to understand the world. Keep clear of the man who looks in at the window and tries to understand you.