One man pins me to the wall, while with another I walk among the stars

When the spirit is not master of the world, then it is its dupe.

Finish each day before you begin the next, and interpose a solid wall of sleep between the two. This you cannot do without temperance.

Nature is sanative, refining, elevating. How cunningly she hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses, and violets, and morning dew! Every inch of the mountains is scarred by unimaginable convulsions, yet the new day is purple with the bloom of youth and love.

There is no calamity that right words will not begin to redress

The secret of the illusoriness is in the necessity of a succession of moods or objects. Gladly we would anchor, but the anchorageis quicksand.

Heaven always bears some proportion to earth. The god of the cannibal will be a cannibal, of the crusades a crusader, and of the merchants a merchant.