To Underestimate Oneself Is As Much An

There Is A Soul-jealousy That Can Be As Frantic As Any Body-jealousy.

You Never Tire Of The Moor. You Cannot Think The Wonderful Secrets Which It Contains. It Is So Vast, And So Barren, And So Mysterious.

Life, It Turns Out, Is Infinitely More Clever And Adaptable Than Anyone Had Ever Supposed.

You Cannot See The Lettuce And The Dressing Without Suspecting A Salad.

Our Ideas Must Be As Broad As Nature If They Are To Interpret Nature.