We cannot deny the facts of nature, but we should certainly try to improve on them.
I think it is good that books still exist, but they do make me sleepy.
A few seconds later, I tripped over a steel staircase, bashing my shins.
My wish is to ride the tempest, tame the waves, kill the sharks. I will not resign myself...
We should every night call ourselves to an account; What infirmity have I mastered today? What passions opposed? What temptation resisted? What virtue acquired? Our vices will abort of themselves if they be brought every day to the shrift.
Preserving health by too severe a rule is a worrisome malady.
Therefore search and see if there is not some place where you may invest your humanity.