For strange effects and extraordinary combinations we must go to life itself, which is always far more daring than any effort of the imagination.
The lowest and vilest alleys of London do not present a more dreadful record of sin than does the smiling and beautiful countryside.
When the spirits are low, when the day appears dark, when work becomes monotonous, when hope hardly seems worth having, just mount a bicycle and go out for a spin down the road, without thought on anything but the ride you are taking.
There seems to me to be absolutely no limit to the inanity and credulity of the human race. Homo Sapiens! Homo idioticus!
There are times, young fellah, when every one of us must make a stand for human right and justice, or you never feel clean again.
It may be that you are not yourself luminous, but that you are a conductor of light. Some people without possessing genius have a remarkable power of stimulating it.
How sweet the morning air is! ...How small we feel with our petty ambitions and strivings in the presence of the great elemental forces of Nature!
Everything comes in circles. [...] The old wheel turns, and the same spoke comes up. It's all been done before, and will be again.
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