The problem is that the people with the most ridiculous ideas are always the people who are most certain of them.

Mankind owns four things that are no good at sea: Rudder$$$ anchor$$$ oars$$$ and the fear of going down.

I dreamt — marvellous error! — that I had a beehive here inside my heart. And the golden bees were making white combs and sweet honey from my old failures.

To progress is always to begin always to begin again.

For I have always been a seeker$$$ a dreamer$$$ and a ponderer on seeking and dreaming.

All books are either dreams or swords. You can cut$$$ or you can drug$$$ with words.

In character$$$ in manner$$$ in style$$$ in all the things$$$ the supreme excellence is simplicity.

Not enjoyment$$$ and not sorrow$$$ is our destined end or way; But to act$$$ that each tomorrow find us farther than today.

Youth comes but once in a lifetime.

Out of the shadows of night$$$ the world rolls into light.