Few men during their lifetime come anywhere near exhausting the resources dwelling within them. There are deep wells of strength that are never used.

Give praise to others while they are here; they won't need it in the hereafter.

Progress grows out of motion.

I am learning that a man can live profoundly without masses of things.

There are deep wells of strength that are never used.

Give wind and tide a chance to change.

At the end only two things really matter to a man, regardless of who he is; and they are the affection and understanding of his family. Anything and everything else he creates are insubstantial; they are ships given over to the mercy of the winds and tides of prejudice. but the family is an everlasting anchorage, a quiet harbor where a man's ships can be left to swing to the moorings of pride and loyalty.

A discordant mind, black with confusion and despair, would finish me off as thoroughly as the cold.

Solitude is an excellent laboratory in which to observe the extent to which manners and habits are conditioned by others.

What I had not counted on was discovering how closely a man could come to dying and still not die, or want to die. That, too, was mine; and it also is to the good. For that experience resolved proportions and relationships for me as nothing else could have done; and it is surprising, approaching the final enlightenment, how little one really has to know or feel sure about.