Nature always wears the colors of the spirit. To a man laboring under calamity the heat of his own fire hath sadness in it. Then there is a kind of contempt of the landscape felt by him who has just lost by death a dear friend. The sky is less grand as it shuts down over less worth in the population.

There is always room for a person of force and they make room for many.

Only be admonished by what you already see, not to strike leagues of friendship with cheap persons, where no friendship can be. Our impatience betrays us into rash and foolish alliances which no God attends.

What you persist in doing gets easier. The task hasn't changed, but your ability to do it has increased.

Insist on yourself. Never imitate.

No facts to me are sacred; none are profane.

Sometimes we receive the power to say yes to life. Then peace enters us and makes us whole.