Is not dread of thirst when your well is full, the thirst that is unquenchable?

To barter and lose is better than not to go forth.

Many a doctrine is like a window pane. We see truth through it but it divides us from truth.

In every winter's heart there is a quivering spring, and behind the veil of each night there is a shining dawn.

How narrow is the vision that exalts the busyness of the ant above the singing of the grasshopper.

As one's gifts increase, his friends decrease.

You have been told that, even like a chain, you are as weak as your weakest link. This is but half the truth. You are also as strong as your strongest link. To measure you by your smallest deed is to reckon the power of ocean by the frailty of its foam. To judge you by your failures is to cast blame upon the seasons for their inconstancy.