No; I did not hate him. The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings. I can say only that I knew the gnawing of a desire for vengeance on him that was a pain in itself and that exceeded all the bounds of language.

I write for no other purpose than to add to the beauty that now belongs to me.

I'll have you know I do the swearing on this ship. If I need your assitance I'll call you." Capt. Wolf Larsen

The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.

A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration.

She was thrilling to a desire that urged her to go forward, to be in closer to that fire, to be squabbling with the dogs, and to be avoiding and dodging the stumbling feet of men.

Limited minds can recognize limitations only in others.