Columbus Gave The World Another World.

Nature In Denying Us Perennial Youth Has At Least Invited Us To Become Unselfish And Noble.

To Understand Oneself Is The Classic Form Of Consolation; To Elude Oneself Is The Romantic.

A String Of Excited, Fugitive, Miscellaneous Pleasures Is Not Happiness; Happiness Resides In Imaginative Reflection And Judgment, When The Picture Of One's Life, Or Of Human Life, As It Truly Has Been Or Is, Satisfies The Will, And Is Gladly Accepted.

Chaos Is Perhaps At The Bottom Of Everything.

What Brings Enlightenment Is Experience, In The Sad Sense Of This Word--the Pressure Of Hard Facts And Unintelligible Troubles, Making A Man Rub His Eyes In His Waking Dream, And Put Two And Two Together. Enlightenment Is Cold Water.