One should always learn to enjoy the neighbor's garden, however small; the roses straggling over the fence, the scent of lilacs drifting across the road.

Look around for a place to sow a few seeds.

Self is the only prison that can ever bind the soul.

In the progress of personality, first comes a declaration of independence, then a recognition of interdependence.

I cannot but think that he who finds a certain proportion of pain and evil inseparably woven up in the life of the very worms, will bear his own share with mor…

Ever charming, ever new, When will the landscape tire the view?

The meanest floweret of the vale, The simplest note that swells the gale, The common sun, the air, the skies, To him are opening paradise.