Alas, that we should be so unwilling to listen to the still and holy yearnings of the heart! A god whispers quite softly in our breast, softly yet audibly; telling us what we ought to seek and what to shun.

Distance... is like futurity. A dim vastness is spread before our souls; the perceptions of our mind are as obscure as those of our vision... But alas! when we have attained our object, when the distant 'there' becomes the present 'here,' all is changed; we are as poor and circumscribed as ever, and our souls still languish for unattainable happiness.

The dangers of life are infinite, and among them is safety.

Man errs, till he has ceased to strive.

So, lively brisk old fellow, don't let age get you down. White hairs or not, you can still be a lover.

For usually people resist as long as they can to dismiss the fool they harbor in their bosom, they resist to confess a major mistake or to admit a truth that makes them despair.

The greatest happiness for the thinking person is to have explored the explorable and to venerate in equanimity that which cannotbe explored.