There was an ocean above us, held in by a thin sac that might rupture and let down a flood at any second.

Spring, if it lingers more than a week beyond its span, starts to hunger for summer to end the days of perpetual promise. Summer in its turn soon begins to sweat for something to quench its heat, and the mellowest of autumns will tire of gentility at last, and ache for a quick sharp frost to kill its fruitfulness. Even winter _ the hardest season, the most implacable _ dreams, as February creeps on, of the flame that will presently melt it away. Everything tires with time, and starts to seek some opposition, to save it from itself.

To be happy in absolute terms, along with our happiness, all the world must be happy so that we don__ have to worry for anyone!

In a beautiful morning, walking barefoot to the work through the green fields with the company of the singing birds... and there you shall meet the real happiness!

If you know the North, you know where the South is; if you know the darkness, you know where the light is! Evil is an excellent compass to find the good!

Fate! This four-letter little word gave the biggest harm to mankind! We must totally get rid of this degrading concept of primitiveness!