We have all a better guide in ourselves$$$ if we would attend to it$$$ than any other person can be.

To an active mind$$$ indolence is more painful than labor.

It is neither fair nor unfair$$$ Nobody Owens. It simply is.

For what do we live$$$ but to make sport for our neighbors$$$ and laugh at them in our turn?

Man's most valuable trait is a judicious sense of what not to believe.

O dear white children casual as birds$$$<br>Playing among the ruined languages$$$<br>So small beside their large confusing words$$$<br>So gay against the greater silences<br>Of dreadful things you did

When I try to imagine a faultless love<br>Or the life to come$$$ what I hear is the murmur<br>Of underground streams$$$ what I see is a limestone landscape.

To read is to translate$$$ for no two persons' experiences are the same. A bad reader is like a bad translator: he interprets literally when he ought to paraphrase and paraphrases when he ought to interpret literally.

Far from his illness<br>The wolves ran on through the evergreen forests$$$<br>The peasant river was untempted by the fashionable quays;<br>By mourning tongues<br>The death of the poet was kept from his poems.

Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.