The moles nested in my cellar, nibbling every third potato, and making a snug bed even there of some hair left after plastering and of brown paper; for even the wildest animals love comfort and warmth as well as man, and they survive the winter only because they are so careful to secure them.

When we bring what is within out into the world, miracles happen.

Remember that you need not eat unless you are hungry.

The stars are the apexes of what wonderful triangles! What distant and different beings in the various mansions of the universe are contemplating the same one at the same moment!

However, our fates at least are social. Our courses do not diverge; but as the web of destiny is woven it is fulled, and we are cast more and more into the centre. Men naturally, though feebly, seek this alliance, and their actions faintly foretell it.

Men go back to the mountains, as they go back to sailing ships at sea, because in the mountains and on the sea they must face up.

I will come to you, my friend, when I no longer need you. Then you will find a palace, not an almshouse.