What are these pines & these birds about? What is this pond a-doing? I must know a little more.

A man thinking or working will always be alone, let him be where he will.

Our life is frittered away by detail...Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity! I say, let our affairs be as two or three, and not a hundred or a thousand...Simplify, simplify!

The bluebird carries the sky on his back.

City life - millions of people being lonesome together.

What sort of philosophers are we, who know absolutely nothing of the origin and destiny of cats?