With Hat In Hand, One Gets On

No Mortal Eye Has Ever Fully Seen A Flash Of Lightning ... For No Matter How Firmly We Look, Our Eyes Are Sure To Be Dazzled.

In Nature There Is No Dirt, Everything Is In The Right Condition; The Swamp And The Worm, As Well As The Grass And The Bird,-all Is There For Itself.

All Men Are Selfish, But The Vain Man Is In Love With Himself. He Admires, Like The Lover His Adored One, Everything Which To Others Is Indifferent.

Solitude Has A Healing Consoler, Friend, Companion: It Is Work.

The World Is The Same Everywhere.