Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle read more

Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul. -Samuel Ullman.

Life is made up, not of great sacrifices or duties, but of little things, in which smiles and kindness, and read more

Life is made up, not of great sacrifices or duties, but of little things, in which smiles and kindness, and small obligations given habitually, are what preserve the heart and secure comfort.

Man is born to live, not to prepare for life.

Man is born to live, not to prepare for life.

The best preparation for good work tomorrow is to do good work today.

The best preparation for good work tomorrow is to do good work today.

Writing is one of the few professions in which you can psychoanalyse yourself, get rid of hostilities and frustrations in read more

Writing is one of the few professions in which you can psychoanalyse yourself, get rid of hostilities and frustrations in public, and get paid for it

Basically, I no longer work for anything but the sensation I have
while working.

Basically, I no longer work for anything but the sensation I have
while working.

At the camel
auction slaughterhouse
the camel lot
the rejected creatures
see no Camelot.

At the camel
auction slaughterhouse
the camel lot
the rejected creatures
see no Camelot.

Genius does what it must, talent does what it can.

Genius does what it must, talent does what it can.

All Nature seems at work, slugs leave their lair--
The bees are stirring--birds are on the wing--
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All Nature seems at work, slugs leave their lair--
The bees are stirring--birds are on the wing--
And Winter, slumbering in the open air,
Wears on his smiling face a dream of Spring!
And I the while, the sole unbusy thing,
Nor honey make, nor pair, nor build, nor sing.