The World Is So Beautiful

A Man Should Not Be A Silkworm; Nor A Nation A Tent Of Caterpillars.

Things Are In The Saddle. And Ride Mankind.

What Is The End Of Human Life? It Is Not, Believe Me, The Chief End Of Man That He Should Make A Fortune And Beget Children Whose End Is Likewise To Make A Fortune, But It Is, In Few Words, That He Should Explore Himself.

If You Would Rule The World Quietly, You Must Keep It Amused.

Great Genial Power, One Would Almost Say, Consists In Not Being Original At All; In Being Altogether Receptive; In Letting The World Do All, And Suffering The Spirit Of The Hour To Pass Unobstructed Through The Mind.