Years should be nothing to you. Who asked you to count them or consider them? In the world of wild Nature, time is measured by seasons only-the bird does not know how old it is-the rose-tree does not count its birthdays!

it seems a silly kind o' business to bring us into the world at all for no special reason 'cept to take us out of it again just as folks 'ave learned to know us a bit and find us useful.

Education! Is it education to teach the young that their chances of happiness depend on being richer than their neighbors? Yet that is what it all tends to. Get on! - be successful!

And out of heart's pain comes heart's peace; and out of desire, accomplishment.

What a fool cannot learn he laughs at, thinking that by his laughter he shows superiority instead of latent idiocy.

If we choose to be no more than clods of clay, then we shall be used as clods of clay for braver feet to tread on.

Great Poets discover themselves. Little Poets have to be 'discovered' by somebody else.