The nature of God is a circle of which the center is everywhere and the circumference is nowhere.

— Empedocles

I remember a day in my childhood I floated a paper boat in the ditch.It was a wet day of July; I was alone and happy over my play. I floated my paper boat in the ditch.

Suddenly the storm-clouds thickened, winds came in gusts, and rain poured in torrents.

Rills of muddy water rushed and swelled the stream and sunk my boat.

Bitterly I thought in my mind that the storm came on purpose to spoil my happiness; all its malice was against me.

The cloudy day of July is long gone today, and I have been musing over all those games in life wherein I was a loser.

I was blaming my fate for the many tricks it played on me, when suddenly I remembered the paper boat that sank in the ditch.

— Rabindranath Tagore

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.

— Reinhold Niebuhr

When we cannot bear to be alone, it means we do not properly value the only companion we will have from birth till death–ourselves.

— Eda LeShan

Vision is the art of seeing things invisible.

— Jonathan Swift

Without education, we are in a horrible and deadly danger of taking educated people seriously.

— G. K. Chesterton

Associate with men of good quality, if you esteem your own reputation; for it is better to be alone than in bad company.

— George Washington

What is necessary, after all, is only this: solitude, vast inner solitude. To walk inside yourself and meet no one for hours–that is what you must be able to attain.

— Rainer Maria Rilke

The memory of things past is indeed a worm that does not die. Whether it continues to grow by gnawing away at our hearts or is metamorphosed into a brightly colored winged creature depends . . .on whether we can find a forgiveness we cannot bestow on ourselves.

— Dominic Maruca

Life does not consist mainly–or even largely–of facts and happenings. It consists mainly of the storm of thoughts that are forever blowing through one’s mind.

— Mark Twain

The subject exists, the subject enlarges; all things sooner or later fall into place. As I am, so I see; use what language we will, we can never say anything but what we are. . .

— Ralph Waldo Emerson

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