To cultivate a garden is. . . to go hand in hand with Nature in some of her most beautiful processes.

False friends are like our shadow, keeping close to us while we walk in the sunshine, but leaving us the instant we cross into the shade.

Doubt whom you will, but never yourself.

Our first and last love is self-love.

The scope of an intellect is not to be measured with a tape-string, or a character deciphered from the shape or length of a nose.

It is the passion that is in a kiss that gives to it its sweetness; it is the affection in a kiss that sanctifies it.

We fear things in proportion to our ignorance of them.

The opinions of the misanthropical rest upon this very partial basis, that they adopt the bad faith of a few as evidence of the worthlessness of all.

The lively and mercurial are as open books, with the leaves turned down at the notable passages. Their souls sit at the windows of their eyes, seeing and to be seen.

Tears are nature's lotion for the eyes. The eyes see better for being washed by them.

The passions are like fire, useful in a thousand ways and dangerous only in one, through their excess.

The worst thing about loneliness is that it brings one face to face with oneself.

People talk about ‘service, effort, love, knowledge’. But with knowledge you know what love is, and what it is not.

Yeah, I'm working on the 7 volume of "The Life Of One Kid", but the cover it's not written 7 volume...

The object of oratory alone in not truth, but persuasion.

A soldier's first duty is to obey, otherwise you might as well do away with soldiering.

My grandmother always told me how you start is how you finish.

I like to do a face steam, so, heat up a flannel, press it onto your face and then press a cold one on afterwards to close the pores. It's inexpensive!

All my friends were girls. Then my mom's strident feminism for years where men were thought of as the enemy, I just didn't know what the right way to be a man was.

I didn't see the time, largely because there wasn't one.