We live as we dream - alone. While the dream disappears, the life continues painfully.

The last thing a woman will consent to in a man whom she loves, or on whom she simply depends, is want of courage.

The conquest of the earth... is not a pretty thing when you look into it too much. What redeems it is the idea only... not a sentimental pretence but an idea.

Facing it, always facing it, that's the way to get through. Face it.

Watching a coast as it slips by the ship is like thinking about an enigma. There it is before you, smiling, frowning, inviting, grand, mean, insipid, or savage, and always mute with an air of whispering, "Come and find out".

It is the mark of an inexperienced man not to believe in luck.

Perhaps life is just that... a dream and a fear.