If you don't make mistakes, you don't make anything .

Resignation, not mystic, not detached, but resignation open-eyed, conscious, and informed by love, is the only one of our feelings for which it is impossible to become a sham.

It's only those who do nothing that make no mistakes, I suppose.

A man is a worker. If he is not that he is nothing.

The moon had spread over everything a thin layer of silver - over the rank grass, over the mud, upon the wall of matted vegetation standing higher than the wall of a temple, over the great river I could see through a sombre gap glittering, glittering, as it flowed broadly by without a murmur. All this was great, expectant, mute, while the man jabbered about himself.

It is to be remarked that a good many people are born curiously unfitted for the fate waiting them on this earth.

The ocean has the conscienceless temper of a savage autocrat spoiled by much adulation