There is much pleasure to be gained from useless knowledge. >>
Organic life, we are told, has developed gradually from the protozoon >>
There is no nonsense so arrant that it cannot be made the creed of the >>
Happiness is the harvest of a quiet eye. >>
Happiness is the act of being tough with ourselves and tender with oth >>
Happiness is a butterfly, which, when pursued, is always just beyond y >>
To be happy in this world, especially when youth is past, it is necessary to feel oneself not merely an isolated individual whose day will soon be over, but part of the stream of life slowing on from the first germ to the remote and unknown future.