When all is said and done, the weather and love are the two elements about which one can never be sure.
Even the best of friends need time apart.
Good company and good discourse are the very sinews of virtue.
I'm struck by the insidious, computer-driven tendency to take things out of the domain of muscular activity and put them into the domain of mental activity. The transfer is not paying off. Sure, muscles are unreliable, but they represent several million years of accumulated finesse.
Get away from the crowd when you can. Keep yourself to yourself, if only for a few hours daily.
There is no nonsense so errant that it cannot be made the creed of the vast majority by adequate governmental action.
A man without ambition is dead. A man with ambition but no love is dead. A man with ambition and love for his blessings here on earth is ever so alive. Having been alive, it won't be so hard in the end to lie down and rest.