One cannot violate the promptings of one's nature without having that nature recoil upon itself.
Life is so short. I would rather sing one song than interpret the thousand.
The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.
The aim of life was meat. Life itself was meat. Life lived on life. There were the eaters and the eaten.
Show me a man with a tattoo and I'll show you a man with an interesting past.
It is so much easier to live placidly and complacently. Of course, to live placidly and complacently is not to live at all.