Man, being reasonable, must get drunk; the best of life is but intoxication.

It is odd but agitation or contest of any kind gives a rebound to my spirits and sets me up for a time.

Land of lost gods and godlike men.

Dim with the mist of years, gray flits the shade of power.

Good work and joyous play go hand in hand. When play stops, old age begins. Play keeps you from taking life too seriously.

There's music in the sighing of a reed; There's music in the gushing of a rill; There's music in all things, if men had ears; The earth is but the music of the spheres.

It is not for minds like ours to give or to receive flatter; yet the praises of sincerity have ever been permitted to the voice of friendship