We judge ourselves by what we feel capable of doing, while others judge us by what we have already done. Sometimes we may learn more from a man's errors, than from his virtues. A feeling of sadness and longing that is not akin to pain, and resembles sorrow only as the mist resembles the rain. Give what you have to somebody, it may be better than you think. So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.
Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom.
Every arrow that flies feels the attraction of earth.