If nobody loved, the sun would go out.

Sometimes he used a spade in his garden, and sometimes he read and wrote. He had but one name for these two kinds of labor; he called them gardening. ‘The Spirit is a garden,’ said he

When a man is out of sight, it is not too long before he is out of mind.

Animals are nothing but the portrayal of our virtues and vices made manifest to our eyes, the visible reflections of our souls.

Whenever a man's friends begin to compliment him about looking young, he may be sure that they think he is growing old.

There shall be no slavery of the mind.

Between the government which does evil and the people who accept it - there is a certain shameful solidarity.