How we remember, what we remember and why we remember form the most personal map of our individuality.
The man who has nothing to boast of but his illustrious ancestry is like the potato - the best part under ground.
The most beautiful adventures are not those we go to seek.
The people I distrust most are those who want to improve our lives but have only one course of action.
After all it is those who have a deep and real inner life who are best able to deal with the irritating details of outer life.
I love my past. I love my present. I'm not ashamed of what I've had, and I'm not sad because I have it no longer.
Go often to the house of thy friend; for weeds soon choke up the unused path.