“One sheds ones sickness in books- repeats and presents again ones emotions, to be master of them.”
“Fearing the future & worrying about repeating the past will always rob one of the present moment.”
“If one makes himself master of one vital book, he shall never become a commonplace man.”
“Yay, Old Uns' Smart mastered sicks, miles, seeds, an' made miracles ord'nary, but it din't master one thing, nay, a hunger in the hearts o' humans, yay, a hunger for more.”
“One only dies once, and if one does not die well, a good opportunity is lost and will not present itself again.”
“...What will the present chaos lead to? How will it all end? It can only end in one way. Mankind will be sick of it all....”