It's a dangerous dog that doesn't bark.
Work seemed something fundamental for man, something which enabled him to endure the aimless flight of time.
Perhaps the act of writing is necessary when nothing happens.
Something whose connection with human experience we cannot grasp is bound to be frightening.
When I was young, I could bounce back from things like a brand-new rubber ball.
Nature with her wealth of birds and flowers, Has in her heart a place for every weed; For her quick eyes require no microscope To note the varied wonders and delights That the Creator's humblest works possess.