Even in civilized communities, the embryo man passes through the hunter stage of development.

The true harvest of my life is intangible - a little star dust caught, a portion of the rainbow I have clutched.

We begin to praise when we begin to see a thing needs our assistance.

At death our friends and relatives either draw nearer to us and are found out, or depart farther from us and are forgotten. Friends are as often brought nearer together as separated by death.

Renew thyself completely each day.

There is no remedy for love but to love more.

Is the babe young? When I behold it, it seems more venerable than the oldest man.