It is useless to read Greek in translation; translators can but offer us a vague equivalent.

When you consider things like the stars, our affairs don't seem to matter very much, do they?

It was a silly, silly dream, being unhappy.

Habits and customs are a convenience devised for the support of timid natures who dare not allow their souls free play.

I have made up thousands of stories; I have filled innumerable notebooks with phrases to be used when I have found the true story, the one story to which all these phrases refer. But I have never yet found the story. And I begin to ask, Are there stories?

One must love everything.

Blame it or praise it, there is no denying the wild horse in us.