In the power and splendor of the universe, inspiration waits for the millions to come. Man has only to strive for it. Poems greater than the Iliad, plays greater than Macbeth, stories more engaging than Don Quixote await their seeker and finder.

Life's battle is a conquest for the strong; The meaning shows in the defeated thing.

Off Cape Horn there are but two kinds of weather, neither one of them a pleasant kind.

I have seen dawn and sunset on moors and windy hills Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain.

Life, a beauty chased by tragic laughter.

In this life he laughs longest who laughs last.

God warms his hands at man's heart when he prays.