For the forest takes away from you all excuse to die. There is nothing here to cabin or thwart your free desires. Here all impudences of the brawling world reach you no more.

That man is a success who has lived well, laughed often and loved much.

Books are good enough in their own way, but they are a poor substitute for life.

Wine is bottled poetry.

Hope looks for unqualified success; but Faith counts certainly on failure, and takes honorable defeat to be a form of victory.

You can read Kant by yourself, if you wanted to; but you must share a joke with someone else.

There is but one art, to omit.