The stream of time sweeps away errors, and leaves the truth for the inheritance of humanity.

Being gifted needs courage.

Just about this time, when in imagination I was so great a warrior, I had good use in real life for more strength, as I was no longer taken to school by the nurse, but instead had myself to protect my brother, two years my junior.

The person upon whom the schoolboys' attention centred was, of course, the Headmaster.

Poor is the power of the lead that becomes bullets compared to the power of the hot metal that becomes types.

I was not given to looking at life in a rosy light.

The appalling thing about war is that it kills all love of truth.