My revenge is just begun! I spread it over centuries, and time is on my side.

For me, I say no, but then I am old, and life, with his sunshine, his fair places, his song of birds, his music and his love, lie far behind. You others are young. Some have seen sorrow, but there are fair days yet in store. What say you?

And then away for home! Away to the quickest and nearest train! Away from this cursed land, where the devil and his children stil walk with earthly feet!

There is a method in his madness, and the rudimentary idea in my mind is growing. It will be a whole idea soon, and then, oh, unconscious cerebration.

Nature in one of her beneficent moods has ordained that even death has some antidote to its own terrors.

For life be, after all, only a waitin' for somethin' else than what we're doin'; and death be all that we can rightly depend on.

We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!