Go far - too far you cannot, still the farther. The more experience finds you: and go sparing. One meal a week will serve you, and one suit, through all your travels; for you'll find it certain.

Our acts our angels are, for good or ill, our fatal shadows that walk by us still.

Ask how to live? Write, write, write, anything; The world's a fine believing world, write news.

Tyranny is yielding to the lust of the governing.

That soul that can Be honest is the only perfect man.

The coward's weapon, poison.

Death hath so many doors to let out life.