Optimism can keep a fool from accepting failure.
Not the why but the what.
For we have thought the longer thoughts And gone the shorter way. And we have danced to devils' tunes, Shivering home to pray; To serve one master in the night, Another in the day.
Prose is architecture, not interior decoration, and the Baroque is over.
Never delay kissing a pretty girl or opening a bottle of whiskey
The clouds were building up now for the trade wind and he looked ahead and saw a flight of wild ducks etching themselves against the sky over the water, then blurring, then etching again and he knew no man was ever alone on the sea.