That strange flower, the sun

How full of trifles everything is! It is only one’s thoughts that fill a room with something more than furniture.

To be young is all there is in the world.

A diary is more or less the work of a man of clay whose hands are clumsy and in whose eyes there is no light.

One ought not to hoard culture. It should be adapted and infused into society as a leaven. Liberality of culture does not mean illiberality of its benefits.

In European thought in general, as contrasted with American, vigor, life and originality have a kind of easy, professional utterance. American — on the other hand, is expressed in an eager amateurish way. A European gives a sense of scope, …

Unfortunately there is nothing more inane than an Easter carol. It is a religious perversion of the activity of Spring in our blood.