Every man must patiently bide his time. He must wait -- not in listless idleness but in constant, steady, cheerful endeavors, always willing and fulfilling and accomplishing his task, that when the occasion comes he may be equal to the occasion.

In the mouths of many men soft words are like roses that soldiers put into the muzzles of their muskets on holidays.

The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.

To be left alone, and face to face with my own crime, had been just retribution.

The day is done, and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night, As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight.

The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.

The leaves of memory seemed to make A mournful rustling in the dark