Pessimism is a form of mental dipsomania; it disdains healthy nourishment, indulges in the strong drink of denunciation, and creates an artificial dejection which thirsts for a stronger draught.

Whatever we treasure for ourselves separates us from others; our possessions are our limitations.

The birth and death of leaves is part of that greater cycle that moves among the stars.

Work, especially good work, becomes easy only when desire has learnt to discipline itself.

To the birds you gave songs, the birds gave you songs in return. You gave me only a voice, yet asked for more, thus I sing.

In the drowsy dark cave of the mind dreams build their nest with fragments dropped from day's caravan.

The child learns so easily because he has a natural gift, but adults, because they are tyrants, ignore natural gifts and say that children must learn through the same process that they learned by. We insist upon forced mental feeding and our lessons