Nature Distributes Her Favors Unequally.

I Have No Enthusiasm For Nature Which The Slightest Chill Will Not Instantly Destroy.

Discouragement Seizes Us Only When We Can No Longer Count On Chance.

Every Historian Discloses A New Horizon.

Fretting At Trouble Only Doubles It.

Living For Oneself Is A Bad Thing. The Keenest Intellectual Pleasure Comes From Being Able To Return To The Self After Being Absent From It For A Spell. But Living All The Time Inside The Self, That Most Tyrannical, Demanding And Capricious Of Companions - No, One Shouldn't Do It.