In the morning a man walks with his whole body; in the evening, only with his legs.

The soul is not born; it does not die; it was not produced from anyone… Unborn, eternal, it is not slain, though the body is slain.

Literature is eavesdropping.

Now that is the wisdom of a man, in every instance of his labor, to hitch his wagon to a star, and see his chore done by the gods themselves. That is the way we are strong, by borrowing the might of the elements. The forces of steam, gravity, galvanism, light, magnets, wind, fire, serve us day by day and cost us nothing.

Progress is the activity of today and the assurance of tomorrow

We seldom see anybody who is not uneasy or afraid to live.

It is about your outlook towards life. You can either regret or rejoice.