“Youth is the only season for enjoyment, and the first twenty-five years of one's life are worth all the rest of the longest life of man, even though these be spent in penury and contempt, and the rest in possession of wealth, honors, respectability.”

“There's night and day, brother, both sweet things; sun, moon, and stars, brother, all sweet things; there's likewise a wind on the heath. Life is very sweet, brother; who would wish to die?”

“There’s the wind on the heath, brother; if I could only feel that, I would gladly live for ever.”

“Translation is at best an echo.”

“[M]ischief itself is merely an attempt to escape from the dreary vacuum of idleness.”

“A life spent making mistakes is not only more honorable, but more useful than a life spent doing nothing.”

“Money is really worth no more than as it can be used to accomplish the Lord's work. Life is worth as much as it is spent for the Lord's service.”