Death, like birth, is a secret of Nature.

All things truly wicked start from innocence.

Nature is a mutable cloud which is always and never the same.

If he have faith, the believer cannot be restrained. He betrays himself. He breaks out. He confesses and teaches this gospel to the people at the risk of life itself.

I believe that God put us in this jolly world to be happy and enjoy life.

It is better to have your head in the clouds, and know where you are… than to breathe the clearer atmosphere below them, and think that you are in paradise.

You can’t imagine parlor ballads drifting out of high-rise multi-towered buildings. That kind of music existed in a more timeless state of life.

The object of the superior man is truth.

All truth is simple… is that not doubly a lie?

The charm of fame is so great that we like every object to which it is attached, even death.

A chain is no stronger than its weakest link, and life is after all a chain.

In every parting there is an image of death.

Dying is a wild night and a new road.

A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing.

The moral virtues, then, are produced in us neither by nature nor against nature. Nature, indeed, prepares in us the ground for their reception, but their complete formation is the product of habit.

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.

There is always another way to say the same thing that doesn’t look at all like the way you said it before. I don’t know what the reason for this is. I think it is somehow a representation of the simplicity of nature.

Unbeing dead isn’t being alive.

Despite all I have seen and experienced, I still get the same simple thrill out of glimpsing a tiny patch of snow in a high mountain gully and feel the same urge to climb towards it.

Metaphysics means nothing but an unusually obstinate effort to think clearly.

Nature hath framed strange fellows in her time.

The only way to deal with an unfree world is to become so absolutely free that your very existence is an act of rebellion.

We should not say that one man’s hour is worth another man’s hour, but rather that one man during an hour is worth just as much as another man during an hour. Time is everything, man is nothing: he is at the most time’s carcass.

The main rule to me is to honor God with your life. To life a life of integrity. Not be selfish. You know, help others. But that’s really the essence of the Christian faith.

Over the years I’ve seen people lose a spouse and then withdraw and lose interest in life, and I believe we need to resist that.

All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident.

Virtue is a habit of the mind, consistent with nature and moderation and reason.

All the time, I’ve felt that life is a wager and that I probably was getting more out of leading a bohemian existence as a writer than I would have if I didn’t.

I do not believe in a fate that falls on men however they act; but I do believe in a fate that falls on them unless they act.

Almost everybody is born a genius and buried an idiot.

The ultimate value of life depends upon awareness and the power of contemplation rather than upon mere survival.

When a team takes ownership of its problems, the problem gets solved. It is true on the battlefield, it is true in business, and it is true in life.

There is no principle worth the name if it is not wholly good.

There are only two things. Truth and lies. Truth is indivisible, hence it cannot recognize itself; anyone who wants to recognize it has to be a lie.

Everybody is going to have their critics. It’s easy to get discouraged in life.

Error is always more busy than truth.

The brain is wider than the sky.

I did not wish to take a cabin passage, but rather to go before the mast and on the deck of the world, for there I could best see the moonlight amid the mountains. I do not wish to go below now.

All you need in this life is ignorance and confidence, and then success is sure.

Retaliation is related to nature and instinct, not to law. Law, by definition, cannot obey the same rules as nature.

But although all our knowledge begins with experience, it does not follow that it arises from experience.

Sooner or later, I hate to break it to you, you’re gonna die, so how do you fill in the space between here and there? It’s yours. Seize your space.

I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I intended to be.

Things are as they are. Looking out into it the universe at night, we make no comparisons between right and wrong stars, nor between well and badly arranged constellations.

Man’s greatness lies in his power of thought.

Grief is the agony of an instant; the indulgence of grief the blunder of a life.

Nature is our eldest mother; she will do no harm.

‚I wish life was not so short,‘ he thought. ‚Languages take such a time, and so do all the things one wants to know about.‘

Then not only custom, but also nature affirms that to do is more disgraceful than to suffer injustice, and that justice is equality.

To be renewed is everything. What more could one ask for than to have one’s youth back again?

Is man one of God’s blunders? Or is God one of man’s blunders?

The world is a republic of mediocrities, and always was.

Nature and nature’s laws lay hid in the night. God said, Let Newton be! and all was light!

The first forty years of life give us the text; the next thirty supply the commentary on it.

Were I called on to define, very briefly, the term Art, I should call it ‚the reproduction of what the Senses perceive in Nature through the veil of the soul.‘ The mere imitation, however accurate, of what is in Nature, entitles no man to the sacred name of ‚Artist.‘

Grounded in the natural philosophy of the Middle Ages, alchemy formed a bridge: on the one hand into the past, to Gnosticism, and on the other into the future, to the modern psychology of the unconscious.

Someone has to die in order that the rest of us should value life more.

If I think more about death than some other people, it is probably because I love life more than they do.

All men are equal before fish.

Death surrenders us totally to God: it makes us enter into him; we must, in return, surrender ourselves to death with absolute love and self-abandonment since, when death comes, all we can do is to surrender ourselves completely to the domination and guidance of God.

The art of being a slave is to rule one’s master.