They thought that it would be a disgrace to go forth as a group. Each entered the forest at a point that he himself had chosen, where it was darkest and there was no path. If there is a path it is someone else’s path and you are not on the adventure.
Without books the development of civilization would have been impossible. They are the engines of change, windows on the world, “Lighthouses” as the poet said “erected in the sea of time.” They are companions, teachers, magicians, bankers of the treasures of the mind, Books are humanity in print.
When you are up against a wall, put down roots like a tree, until clarity comes from deeper sources to see over that wall and grow.
Happiness does not depend on outward things, but on the way we see them.
The debt we owe to the play of the imagination is incalculable.
Do not be too moral. You may cheat yourself out of much life so. Aim above morality. Be not simply good, be good for something.
Henry David Thoreau
The key to finding is belief. But belief is not what we usually take it to be, not clinging to a set of propositions or images. It is the capacity to stay open, to believe that whatever we think life is, there is more.
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames.
If we couldn’t laugh we would all go insane.
Appreciation is a wonderful thing. It makes what is excellent in others belong to us as well.
Your visions will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.
Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.
Human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth to them, but … life obliges them over and over again to give birth to themselves.
Gabriel García Márquez
Now, now my good man, this is no time to be making enemies.
(Voltaire on his deathbed in response to a priest asking him that he renounce Satan.)