The morning, which is the most memorable season of the day, is the awakening hour. Then there is least somnolence in us; and for an hour, at least, some part of us awakes which slumbers all the rest of the day and night... All memorable events, I should say, transpire in morning time and in a morning atmosphere. The Vedas say, “All intelligences awake with the morning.

Where on the globe can there be found an area of equal extent with that occupied by the bulk of our States, so fertile and so richand varied in its productions, and at the same time so habitable by the European, as this is?

Since all things are good, men fail at last to distinguish which is the bane and which the antidote.

I have a deep sympathy with war; it so apes the gait and bearing of the soul.

I am still a learner, not a teacher, feeding somewhat omnivorously, browsing both stalk & leaves

Let go of the past and live the future . . . Live the life you imagined.

Each thought that is welcomed and recorded is a nest egg, by the side of which more will be laid.