What's the earth With all its art, verse, music, worth - Compared with love, found, gained, and kept?
Have no fear of perfection - you'll never reach it.
Sack over my head and cinched it tight around my windpipe.
As long as you derive inner help and comfort from anything, keep it.
Resolve to edge in a little reading every day, if it is but a single sentence. If you gain fifteen minutes a day, it will make itself felt at the end of the year.
The summer night is like a perfection of thought.
Nothing is more conducive to peace of mind than not having any opinions at all.