That tree is very old, but I never saw prettier blossoms on it than it now bears. That tree grows new wood each year. Like that apple tree, I try to grow a new little wood each year.

Whenever nature leaves a hole in a person's mind, she generally plasters it over with a thick coat of self-conceit.

All your strength is in union, all your danger is in discord.

Sit in reverie and watch the changing color of the waves that break upon the idle seashore of the mind.

Ye are better than all the ballads That ever were sung or said; For ye are living poems, And all the rest are dead.

In old age our bodies are worn-out instruments, on which the soul tries in vain to play the melodies of youth. But because the instrument has lost its strings, or is out of tune, it does not follow that the musician has lost his skill.

To be seventy years old is like climbing the Alps. You reach a snow-crowned summit, and see behind you the deep valley stretching miles and miles away, and before you other summits higher and whiter, which you may have strength to climb, or may not. Then you sit down and meditate and wonder which it will be.