Nothing can be compared to the new life that the discovery of another country provides for a thoughtful person. Although I am still the same I believe to have changed to the bones.

Superstition is the poetry of life.

Lose the day loitering, 'twill be the same story To-morrow, and the next more dilatory, For indecision brings its own delays, And days are lost lamenting o'er lost days. Are you in earnest? Seize this very minute! What you can do, or think you can, begin it! Only engage, and then the mind grows heated; Begin it, and the work will be completed.

Don't say that you want to give, but go ahead and give! You'll never catch up with a mere hope.

Let us live in as small a circle as we will, we are either debtors or creditors before we have had time to look around.

National literature does not mean much these days; now is the age of world literature, and every one must contribute to hasten thearrival of that age.

One always has time enough, if one will apply it well.