A Man Never Discloses His Own Character

How Narrow Our Souls Become When Absorbed In Any Present Good Or Ill! It Is Only The Thought Of The Future That Makes Them Great.

The Happiness Of Life Consists, Like The Day, Not In Single Flashes (of Light), But In One Continuous Mild Serenity. The Most Beautiful Period Of The Heart's Existence Is In This Calm Equable Light, Even Although It Be Only Moonshine Or Twilight. Now The Mind Alone Can Obtain For Us This Heavenly Cheerfulness And Peace.

I Have Made As Much Out Of Myself As Could Be Made Of The Stuff, And No Man Should Require More.

A Sky Full Of Silent Suns.

Nations And Men Are Only The Best When They Are The Gladdest, And Deserve Heaven When They Enjoy It.