The great wheel of Fate rolls on like a Juggernaut, and crushes us all in turn, some soon, some late

The Almighty gave us our lives, and I suppose He meant us to defend them, at least I have always acted on that, and I hope it will not be brought up against me when my clock strikes.

Time after time have nations, ay, and rich and strong nations, learned in the arts, been, and passed away to be forgotten, so that no memory of them remains. This is but one of several; for Time eats up the works of man.

Truly wealth, which men spend all their lives in acquiring, is a valueless thing at the last.

That which is alive hath known death, and that which is dead can never die, for in the Circle of the Spirit life is naught and death is naught. Yea, all things live forever, though at times they sleep and are forgotten.

How can a world be good in which Money is the moving power, and Self-interest the guiding star?

Women love the last blow as well as the last word, and when they fight for love they are pitiless as a wounded buffalo.