You'll find as you grow older that you weren't born such a great while ago after all. The time shortens up.

Is it worth while to observe that there are no Venetian blinds in Venice?

It is the still, small voice that the soul heeds, not the deafening blasts of doom.

I know, indeed, of nothing more subtly satisfying and cheering than a knowledge of the real good will and appreciation of others. Such happiness does not come with money, nor does it flow from fine physical state. It cannot be brought. But it is the keenest joy, after all; and the toiler's truest and best reward.

You'll find as you grow older that you weren't born such a great while ago after all. The time shortens up.

Each one of us must suffer long to himself before he can learn that he is but one in a great community of wretchedness which has been pitilessly repeating itself from the foundation of the world.

Do not trouble yourselves about standards or ideals; but try to be faithful and natural: remember that there is no greatness, no beauty, which does not come from truth to your own knowledge of things; and keep on working, even if your work is not long remembered.