What greater glory attends a man than what he wins with his racing feet and his striving hands?

I won't lie to you, fatherhood isn't easy like motherhood.

After the event, even a fool is wise.

For rarely are sons similar to their fathers: most are worse, and a few are better than their fathers.

There will be killing till the score is paid.

We all scribble poetry.

I am a part of all that I have met. Yet, experience is an arch wherethro gleams that untravl'd world whose margin fades forever and forever when I move.