Oh, I am in love with life!

Incessant company is as bad as solitary confinement.

These are the soul's changes. I don't believe in ageing. I believe in forever altering one's aspect to the sun. Hence my optimism.

The weather varies between heavy fog and pale sunshine; My thoughts follow the exact same process.

It is impossible for human beings, constituted as they are, both to fight and to have ideals.

Oh, is this your buried treasure? The light in the heart.

To be nothing - is that not, after all, the most satisfactory fact in the whole world?