Truth is like heat or light; its vibrations are endless, and are endlessly felt.
the blue and cloudless day closes like the lid of a casket of jewels upon the violet rim of sea, and shuts out the light.
... safety that depends on an apron-string is very unsafe!
Of all the bitter and heavy things in this sorry old world, the not being necessary is the bitterest and heaviest.
Weakness is a great bully without knowing it.
I'm not to blame for an old body, but I would be to blame for an old soul. An old soul is a shameful thing.