Night is the other half of life, and the better half.

Know'st thou yesterday, its aim and reason? Work'st thou will today for worthier things? Then calmly wait the morrow's hidden season, And fear thou not, what hap soe'er it brings

The dear good people don't know how long it takes to learn to read. I've been at it eighty years, and can't say yet that I've reached the goal.

The world remains ever the same.

Hell begins the day that God grants you the vision to see all that you could have done, should have done, and would have done, but did not do.

I examine my own being, and find there a world, but a world rather of imagination and dim desires, than of distinctness and living power. Then everything swims before my senses, and I smile and dream while pursuing my way through the world.

It is in the half fools and the half wise that the greatest danger lies.