“Is it birthday weather for you, dear soul?
Is it fine your way”

“We took away your art because we thought it would reveal your souls. Or to put it more finely, we did it to prove you had souls at all.”

“No, you're mistaken. Not 'What filthy weather' but 'It's a fine rainy day.”

“For your birthday…May you receive all you require and desire!”

“Every year on your birthday, you get a chance to start new.”

“You bring your own weather to the picnic.”

“All through your life your soul takes care of you… your soul is alive and awakened, gathering, sheltering and guiding your ways and days in the world. In effect, your soul is your secret shelter.”

“The whole youth-idolatry oh-god-not-another-birthday thing has to be the most sure-fire way to be unhappy about the way things are progressing in your life.”

“The Beardmore Glacier is not difficult in fine weather, but on our return we did not get a single completely fine day; this with a sick companion enormously increased our anxieties.”

“Guilt's just your ego's way of tricking you into thinking that you're making moral progress. Don't fall for it, my dear.”