The atmosphere of our time is fast being cleared of the fumes and deadly gases that arose during the carboniferous age of theology.

The very idea of a bird is a symbol and a suggestion to the poet. A bird seems to be at the top of the scale, so vehement and intense his life. . . . The beautiful vagabonds, endowed with every grace, masters of all climes, and knowing no bounds - how many human aspirations are realised in their free, holiday-lives - and how many suggestions to the poet in their flight and song!

One may summon his philosophy when they are beaten in battle, not till then.

Do not despise your own place and hour. Every place is under the stars, every place is the center of the world.

Every day is a Sabbath to me. All pure water is holy water, and this earth is a celestial abode.

I have discovered the secret of happiness - it is work, either with the hands or the head. The moment I have something to do, the draughts are open and my chimney draws, and I am happy.

One is tempted to say that the most human plants, after all, are the weeds.