The illusion that times that were are better than those that are, has probably pervaded all ages.

Journalism kills you, but it keeps you alive as long as you're doing it.

Great grief makes sacred those upon whom its hand is laid. Joy may elevate, ambition glorify, but sorrow alone can consecrate.

Where Labor stands idle ... there is a demonstrated deficiency, not of Capital, but of brains.

The word "rest" is not in my vocabulary.

Go West, young man, go West. There is health in the country, and room away from our crowds of idlers and imbeciles.

I am too sick to be out of bed, too crazy to sleep, and am surrounded by horrors.