Every life has its years in which one progresses as on a tedious and dusty street of poplars, without caring to know where he is.
Max MullerThere never was a false god, nor was there ever really a false religion, unless you call a child a false man.
Max MullerHow mankind defers from day to day the best it can do, and the most beautiful things it can enjoy, without thinking that every day may be the last one, and that lost time is lost eternity!
Max Muller