So thoroughly and sincerely are we compelled to live, reverencing our life, and denying the possibility of change. This is the only way, we say; but there are as many ways as there can be drawn radii from one centre. All change is a miracle to contemplate; but it is a miracle which is taking place every instant.

Time is like a handful of sand - the tighter you grasp it, the faster it runs through your fingers.

Every child begins the world again.

Live in each season as it passes: breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit.

How many a man has dated a new era in his life from the reading of a book.

Love does not analyze its object.

I wished only to be set down in Canada, and take one honest walk there as I might in Concord woods of an afternoon.