Happiness Is Rarely Absent; It Is We

Silence Is The Element In Which Great Things Fashion Themselves Together ... Speech Is Too Often ... The Act Of Quite Stifling And Suspending Thought, So That There Is None To Conceal ... Speech Is Of Time, Silence Is Of Eternity ... It Is Idle To Think That, By Means Of Words, Any Real Communication Can Ever Pass From One Man To Another.

The Dog Who Meets With A Good Master Is The Happier Of The Two.

The True Sage Is Not He Who Sees, But He Who, Seeing The Furthest, Has The Deepest Love For Mankind.

The Future Is A World Limited By Ourselves; In It We Discover Only What Concerns Us And, Sometimes, By Chance, What Interests Those Whom We Love The Most.

All Our Knowledge Merely Helps Us To Die A More Painful Death Than Animals That Know Nothing.