Looking for love on the internet is like Janet Leigh asking Norman Bates if he likes her body.
Private passions grow tired and wear themselves out; political passions, never.
There is a name hidden in the shadow of my soul, where I read it night and day and no other eye sees it.
Yet, in these autumn days when Nature expires, Here, in these veiled scenes, I find more attractions; It is a friend's sad goodbye; it is the last smile From lips that death is going to close forever!
Let us enjoy the fugitive hour. Man has no harbor, time has no shore; it rushes on, and carries us with it.
Providence conceals itself in the details of human affairs, but becomes unveiled in the generalities of history.
Mystery hovers over all things here below.
Treat everyone on the organization with respect and dignity whether it be the janitor or the president.
For every thought supported by feeling, there is a muscle change. Primary muscle patterns being the biological heritage of man, man's whole body records his emotional thinking.
Now no way can I stray; Save back to England, all the world's my way.
The city (regardless which one it is) does provide a certain degree of sophistication and intellectualism. It offers the challenge of professional matters. It throws new and interesting people in one's path. There is a dynamic and an energy in cities which is diametric to the life-forces of the forest. Still the cabin is the wellspring, the source, the hub of my existence. It gives me tranquility, a closeness of nature and wildlife, good health and fitness, a sense of security, the opportunity for resourcefulness, reflection and creative thinking.