Youth is a beautiful dream, on whose brightness books shed a blinding dust. Will ever the day come when the wise link the joy of knowledge to youth's dream? Will ever the day come when Nature becomes the teacher of man, humanity his book and life his school? Youth's joyous purpose cannot be fulfilled until that day comes. Too slow is our march toward spiritual elevation, because we make so little use of youth's ardor.

The biggest thing in today's sorrow is the memory of yesterday's joy.

When the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.

How can I lose faith in the justice of life, when the dreams of those who sleep upon feathers are not more beautiful than the dreams of those who sleep upon the earth?

You progress not through what has been done, but reaching towards what has yet to be done.

He who wears his morality but as his best garment were better naked. The wind and the sun will tear no holes in his skin.

Philosophy's work is finding the shortest path between two points.