In this life he laughs longest who laughs last.
It ought to have gangsters, and aeroplanes and a lot of automatic pistols.
Life's battle is a conquest for the strong; The meaning shows in the defeated thing.
Man's body is faulty, his mind untrustworthy, but his imagination has made him remarkable.
My road leads me seawards To the white dipping sails.
Success is the brand on the brow of the man who aimed too low.