I will not walk backward in life.

There is a natural prejudice which prompts men to despise whomsoever has been their inferior long after he is become their equal.

Every blade in the field$$$ every leaf in the forest — lays down its life in its season as beautifully as it was taken up.

How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.

Oh ignorant youth$$$ the world is not a joyous place.

Though lovers be lost$$$ love shall not.

When beauty is defined$$$ illusions of non-beauty manifest. When goodness is identified$$$ badness becomes an option.

Under heaven$$$ all can see beauty as beauty only because there is ugliness. All can know good as good only because there is evil.

There is a time to live and a time to die$$$ but never to reject the moment.

That is the nature of endings$$$ it seems. They never end. When all the missing pieces of your life are found$$$ put together with glue of memory and reason$$$ there are more pieces to be found.