My home is not a place, it is people.
What other dungeon is so dark as one's own heart! What jailer so inexorable as one's self!
Nothing is as certain as that the vices of leisure are gotten rid of by being busy.
Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.
The gem cannot be polished without friction, nor man perfected without trials.
Memory feeds imagination.
When your work speaks for itself, don't interrupt.