The virtue of making two blades of grass grow where only one grew before does not begin to be superhuman.

How often we find ourselves turning our backs on our actual friends, that we might go and meet their ideal cousins.

The change from storm and winter to serene and mild weather, from dark and sluggish hours to bright and elastic ones, is a memorable crisis which all things proclaim. It is seemingly instantaneous at last.

Every man should stand for a force which is perfectly irresistible.

The very austerity of the Brahmans is tempting to the devotional soul, as a more refined and nobler luxury. Wants so easily and gracefully satisfied seem like a more refined pleasure. Their conception of creation is peaceful as a dream.

Improve every opportunity to be melancholy.

Do not be too moral. You may cheat yourself out of much life so. Aim above morality. Be not simply good; be good for something.