Health is the soul that animates all the enjoyments of life, which fade and are tasteless without it.

The math is dead simple: it seems that the frequency of planets able to support life is roughly one percent. In other words, a billion or more such worlds exist in our galaxy alone. That's a lot of acreage, and it takes industrial-strength credulity to believe it's all bleakly barren.

No better way is there to learn to love Nature than to understand Art. It dignifies every flower of the field. And, the boy who sees the thing of beauty which a bird on the wing becomes when transferred to wood or canvas will probably not throw the customary stone.

Seek not, my soul, the life of the immortals; but enjoy to the full the resources that are within thy reach.

The urge to reincarnate while still alive is near universal.