If boyhood and youth are but vanity, must it not be our ambition to become men?

It is the language of nature to which one has to listen.

But by fighting the difficulties in which one finds oneself, an inner strength develops from within our heart, which improves in life's fight.

There is a sun, a light that for want of another word I can only call yellow, pale sulphur yellow, pale golden citron. How lovely yellow is!

That this awareness of my own fallibility will prevent me from making many mistakes doesn't alter the fact that I'm bound to make a great many mistakes anyway. But if we fall, we get up again!

Someday death will take us to another star.

If one truly loves nature one finds beauty everywhere.