The disease we all have and that we have to fight against all our lives is ... the disease of self.
People keep on getting married. Evidently hope is eternal in the human breast.
Dare to be strong and courageous. That is the road. Venture anything.
What is to be got at to make the air sweet, the ground good under the feet, can only be got at by failure, trial, again and again and again failure.
Wait and wait. Most people's lives are spent waiting.
The machines men are so intent on making have carried them very far from the old sweet things.