Many of the historical proverbs have a doubtful paternity.

Nature: She pardons no mistakes. Her yea is yea, and her nay, nay.

Dreams have a poetic integrity and truth. This limbo and dust-hole of thought is presided over by a certain reason, too.

Get Health. No labor, effort nor exercise that can gain it must be grudged.

To me, however, the question of the times resolved itself into a practical question of the conduct of life. How shall I live? We are incompetent to solve the times. Our geometry cannot span the huge orbits of the prevailing ideas, behold their return, and reconcile their opposition. We can only obey our own polarity.

The man (or woman) who can make hard things easy is the educator.

Romeo, of dead, should be cut up into little stars to make the heavens fine. Life, with this pair, has no other aim, asks no more,than Juliet,--than Romeo.