I go about looking at horses and cattle. They eat grass, make love, work when they have to, bear their young. I am sick with envy of them.

The whole object of education is...to develop the mind. The mind should be a thing that works.

From being quite sure of himself and his future he becomes not at all sure. If he be an imaginative boy a door is torn open and for the first time he looks out upon the world, seeing, as though they marched in procession before him, the countless figures of men who before his time have come out of nothingness into the world, lived their lives and again disappeared into nothingness. The sadness of sophistication has come to the boy.

It might be that women who have beennurses should not marry physicians. They have too much respect for physicians, are taughtto have too much respect

The lives of people are like young trees in a forest. They are being choked by climbing vines. The vines are old thoughts and beliefs planted by dead men.

Friends you have, people you love, die and are born again.

In youth there are always two forces fighting in people. The warm unthinking little animal struggles against the thing that reflects and remembers