The day of the sun is like the day of a king. It is a promenade in the morning, a sitting on the throne at noon, a pageant in the evening.

Success as a result of industry is a peasant's ideal.

Nothing could be more inappropriate to American literature than its English source since the Americans are not British in sensibility.

For the listener, who listens in the snow, / And, nothing himself, beholds / Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.

in the presence of extraordinary actuality, consciousness takes the place of imagination.

How red the rose that is the soldier

It's not always easy to tell the difference between thinking and looking out of the window.