Algebra applies to the clouds.
To rove about, musing, that is to say loitering, is, for a philosopher, a good way of spending time.
A joyous little creature, so beautiful, It was as if a gate of Heaven opened as she came in.
As with stomachs, we should pity minds that do not eat.
God put in man thought; society, action; nature, revery.
The world of sleep has an existence of its own.