Life is pain, so live it up while you can.

The old man looked at him with his sun-burned, confident loving eyes.

I’m trying in all my stories to get the feeling of the actual life across—not to just depict life—or criticize it—but to actually make it alive. So that when you have read something by me you actually experience the thing. You can’t do this without putting in the bad and the ugly as well as what is beautiful. Because if it is all beautiful you can’t believe in it. Things aren’t that way.

You're beautiful, like a May fly.

No well-run yacht basin in Southern waters is complete without at least two sun-burned, salt bleached-headed Esthonians who are waiting for a check from their last article. When it comes they will set sail to another yacht basin and write another saga.

Anyone can be a fisherman in May.

Wine ... offers a greater range for enjoyment and appreciation than possibly any other purely sensory thing which may be purchased.