Getting old is a fascination thing. The older you get, the older you want to get.

The profoundest thought or passion sleeps as in a mine, until an equal mind and heart finds and publishes it.

Art is not to be found by touring to Egypt, China, or Peru; if you cannot find it at your own door, you will never find it.

After thirty, a man wakes up sad every morning, excepting perhaps five or six, until the day of his death.

Nothing can work damage to me except myself; the harm that I sustain I carry about with me and never am a real sufferer except by my own fault.

He cannot be happy and strong until he too lives with nature in the present, above time.

That which befits us, embosomed in beauty and wonder as we are, is cheerfulness, and courage, and the endeavor to realize our aspirations. Shall not the heart which has received so much, trust the Power by which it lives? May it not quit other leadings, and listen to the Soul that has guided it so gently, and taught it so much, secure that the future will be worthy of the past?