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Discontent Is The Source Of All Trouble,but Also Of All Progress, In Individuals And Nations.

Solitude Has A Healing Consoler, Friend, Companion: It Is Work.

Years Teach Us More Than Books.

In Nature There Is No Dirt, Everything Is In The Right Condition; The Swamp And The Worm, As Well As The Grass And The Bird,-all Is There For Itself.

What Will People Say-in These Words Lies The Tyranny Of The World, The Whole Destruction Of Our Natural Disposition, The Oblique Vision Of Our Minds. These Four Words Hold Sway Everywhere.