It takes more courage to dig deep in the dark corners of your own soul and the back alleys of your society than it does for a soldier to fight on the battlefield.

I am of a healthy long lived race, and our minds improve with age.

Everything that's lovely is But a brief, dreamy kind of delight.

Tread softly, for you tread on my dreams

Neither Christ nor Buddha nor Socrates wrote a book, for to do so is to exchange life for a logical process.

Think where man's glory most begins and ends, and say my glory was I had such friends.

Everything exists, everything is true and the earth is just a bit of dust beneath our feet.