The fuel in the earth will be exhausted in a thousand or more years, and its mineral wealth, but man will find substitutes for these in the winds, the waves, the sun's heat, and so forth.

Serene, I fold my hands and wait, Nor care for wind, nor tide, nor sea; I rave no more 'gainst time or fate, For lo! my own shall come to me.

Life is a struggle, but not a warfare.

It is always easier to believe than to deny. Our minds are naturally affirmative.

The floating vapour is just as true an illustration of the law of gravity as the falling avalanche.

Then, again, how annoying to be told it is only five miles to the next place when it is really eight or ten!

Travel and society polish one, but a rolling stone gathers no moss, and a little moss is a good thing on a man.