It is not much for its beauty that makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanates from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.
What is the use of a house if you haven't got a tolerable planet to put it on?
As a scientist, I am not sure anymore that life can be reduced to a class struggle, to dialectical materialism, or any set of formulas. Life is spontaneous and it is unpredictable, it is magical. I think that we have struggled so hard with the tangible that we have forgotten the intangible.
My head rang like a gong.
Americans will put up with anything provided it doesn't block traffic.
Let us so live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.
That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone: Wherever she went, including here, it was against her better judgment.