This day is all that is good and fair. It is too dear, with its hopes and invitations, to waste a moment on the yesterdays.

I admire answers to which no answers can be made.

A man is what he thinks about all day long.

Activity is contagious.

Indeed the river is a perpetual gala, and boasts each month a new ornament.

The soul is the perceiver and the revealer of truth.

If the whole of history is in one man, it is all to be explained from individual experience.