Oblivion is full of people who allow the opinions of others to overrule their belief in themselves.

Why should we not recognize in the lightning, the thunder, and the storm wind, the approach of an overwhelming Power, and in the scent of flowers and the gently rustling zephyr the presence of a Being full of love?

The world is so great and rich, and life so full of variety, that you can never lack occasions for poems.

Mastery is often taken for egotism.

To know where a thing is we must have found it.

Beware of wishing for anything in youth, because you will get it in middle age.

Wishes are premonitions of abilities.