Trees are your best antiques
Every day travels toward death; the last only arrives at it.
A man can bear a world's contempt when he has that within which says he's worthy. When he contemns himself, there burns the hell.
The spot of ground on which a man has stood is forever interesting to him.
If a man is worth knowing at all, he is worth knowing well.
Style, after all, rather than thought, is the immortal thing in literature.