Age Imprints More Wrinkles In

A Man Is Not Hurt So Much By What Happens, As By His Opinion Of What Happens.

No-one Is Exempt From Speaking Nonsense – The Only Misfortune Is To Do It Solemnly.

When I Dance, I Dance; When I Sleep, I Sleep; Yes, And When I Walk Alone In A Beautiful Orchard, If My Thoughts Drift To Far-off Matters For Some Part Of The Time For Some Other Part I Lead Them Back Again To The Walk, The Orchard, To The Sweetness Of This Solitude, To Myself.

My Library Is My Kingdom, And Here I Try To Make My Rule Absolute-shutting Off This Single Nook From Wife, Daughter And Society. Elsewhere I Have Only A Verbal Authority, And Vague. Unhappy Is The Man, In My Opinion, Who Has No Spot At Home Where He Can Be At Home To Himself-to Court Himself And Hide Away.

Hath God Obliged Himself Not To Exceed The Bounds Of Our Knowledge?