The Unknown is an ocean. What is conscience? The compass of the Unknown.
So many people glorify and romanticize 'busy.' I do not. I value purpose. I believe in resting in reason and moving in passion. If you’re always busy/moving, you will miss important details. I like the mountain. Still, but when it moves, lands shift and earth quakes.
Only the home can found a state.
There is a certain physiognomy in manners.
The sense of duty pursues us ever.
The secret of solitude is that there is no solitude.