“The big teetotum twirls, And epochs wax and wane As chance subsides or swirls... The Fates give us chaff for grain And Time, the Thunderer, hurls, Like bolted death, disdain At all that heart and brain Conceive, great or small, Upon this earthly ball... We tug and sweat and strain; We grovel, or we reign; We saunter, or we brawl; We answer, or we call; We search the stars for Fame... Life is a smoke that curls — Curls in a flickering skein, That winds and whisks and whirls, A figment thin and vain, Into the vast Inane... Burned in one common flame Are wisdoms and insanities. For this alone we came: — "O Vanity of Vanities!"”

“You build on failure. You use it as a stepping stone. Close the door on the past. You don't try to forget the mistakes, but you don't dwell on it. You don't let it have any of your energy, or any of your time, or any of your space.”

“All my life through, the new sights of Nature made me rejoice like a child.”

“I have held many things in my hands, and I have lost them all; but whatever I have placed in God's hands, that I still possess.”

“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”

“Cultivate Curiosity. If you really want to grow in your lifetime, learn to be as inquisitive as a child. Curious people are never bored, and for them life becomes an unending study of joy.”

“Happiness doesn't depend on what we have, but it does depend on how we feel toward what we have. We can be happy with little and miserable with much.”