All that is harmony for you, my Universe, is in harmony with me as well. Nothing that comes at the right time for you is too early or too late for me. Everything is fruit to me that your seasons bring, Nature. All things come of you, have their being in you, and return to you.

Whatever is in any way beautiful hath its source of beauty in itself, and is complete in itself; praise forms no part of it. So it is none the worse nor the be…

'Let your occupations be few,' says the sage, 'if you would lead a tranquil life.'

How much time he gains who does not look to see what his neighbor says or does or thinks, but only at what he does himself, to make it just and holy.