Possession, it is true, crowns exertion with rest; but it is only in the illusions of fancy that it has power to charm us.

The sorrow which calls for help and comfort is not the greatest, nor does it come from the depths of the heart.

The most beautiful, perhaps the only true philosophical song existing in any known tongue ....perhaps the deepest and loftiest thing the world has to show.

Happiness is so nonsynonymous with joy or pleasure that it is not infrequently sought and felt in grief and deprivation.

Samskrit is the unsurpassed zenith in the whole development of languages yet known to us.

All situations in which the interrelationships between extremes are involved are the most interesting and instructive.

A man must seek his happiness and inward peace from objects which cannot be taken away from him.