Men are more helped by sympathy than by service.

In this world we do not see things as they are. We see them as we are, because what we see depends mainly on what we are looking for.

Rest is by no means a waste of time.

A poor woman from Manchester, on being taken to the seaside, is said to have expressed her delight on seeing for the first time something of which there was enough for everybody.

Your character will be what you yourself choose to make it.

Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.

False pleasures come from without and are imperfect: happiness is internal and our own.