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

I got up early and bathed in the pond; that was a religious exercise, and one of the best things which I did. They say that characters were engraven on the bathing tub of King Tching-thang to this effect: "Renew thyself completely each day; do it again, and again, and forever again."

Men are as innocent as the morning to the unsuspicious.

I do not know what right I have to so much happiness, but rather hold it in reserve till the time of my desert.

The knowledge of an unlearned man is living and luxuriant like a forest, but covered with mosses and lichens and for the most part inaccessible and going to waste; the knowledge of the man of science is like timber collected in yards for public works, which still supports a green sprout here and there, but even this is liable to dry rot.

We are double-edged blades, and every time we whet our virtue the return stroke strops our vice.

If a plant cannot live according to its nature, it dies; and so a man.