In ancient days the Pythagoreans were used to change names with each other,--fancying that each would share the virtues they admired in the other.
Henry David ThoreauA thrumming of piano-strings beyond the gardens and through the elms. At length the melody steals into my being. I know not when it began to occupy me. By some fortunate coincidence of thought or circumstance I am attuned to the universe, I am fitted to hear, my being moves in a sphere of melody, my fancy and imagination are excited to an inconceivable degree. This is no longer the dull earth on which I stood.
Henry David ThoreauThe constant abrasion and decay of our lives makes the soil of our future growth.
Henry David Thoreau