it in every fair face, every fair sky, every fair flower.

Let us take our bloated nothingness out of the path of the divine circuits.

I see my trees repair their boughs.

All the mistakes I make arise from forsaking my own station and trying to see the object from another person's point of view.

No one can cheat you out of ultimate success but yourself.

When the night is darkest, the stars come out.

To the men of this world, to the animal strength and spirits, to the men of practical power, whilst immersed in it, the man of ideas appears out of his reason. They alone gave reason.