It is an unfortunate discovery certainly, that of a law which binds us where we did not know before that we were bound.

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

Our moments of inspiration are not lost though we have no particular poem to show for them; for those experiences have left an indelible impression, and we are ever and anon reminded of them.

There are a thousand hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root.

The rule is to carry as little as possible.

Yet we must try the harder, the less the prospect of success.

I have always been regretting that I was not as wise as the day I was born.