Nothing can be so bad as to be displeased with one's self.
There is nothing so skillful in its own defense as imperious pride.
Bee to the blossom, moth to the flame; Each to his passion; what's in a name?
O bees, sweet bees!" I said; "that nearest field Is shining white with fragrant immortelles Fly swiftly there and drain those honey wells.
When Time is spent, Eternity begins.
That indescribable expression peculiar to people who hope they have not been asleep, but know they have.