The dead keep their secrets, and in a while we shall be as wise as they - and as taciturn.
Every day travels toward death; the last only arrives at it.
My heart like moon-charmed waters, all unrest.
Everything is sweetened by risk.
The greatness of an artist or a writer does not depend on what he has in common with other artists and writers, but on what he has peculiar to himself.
There is no ghost so difficult to lay as the ghost of an injury.