I closed my mouth and spoke to you in a hundred silent ways
Alone we can do so little; together we can do so much
We should feel sorrow, but not sink under its oppression
Silence is the garden of thought
I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in
Be alone, that is the secret of invention; Be alone, that is when ideas are born
