The hysterical find too much significance in things. The depressed find too little.
In the great cities, winter glitters with art and feasting. But poetry, the country cousin, sees only the dearth of the fields.
A crisis unmasks everyone.
Suffering teaches us only that we suffer. Joy shows us which way to go.
Boredom strives to detach, but finds itself stuck.
Idleness makes people feeble and peevish. Work makes them stalwart and prone to anger.