A train of thought is never false. The falsehood lies deep in the necessities of existence.

I slipped the book into my pocket. I assure you to leave off reading was like tearing myself away from the shelter of an old and solid friendship.

Nowhere else than upon the sea do the days, weeks, and months fall away quicker into the past. They seem to be left astern as easily as the light air-bubbles in the swirls of the ship's wake.

A word carries far, very far, deals destruction through time as the bullets go flying through space.

It is to be remarked that a good many people are born curiously unfitted for the fate waiting them on this earth.

I can't imagine a human being so hard up for something to do as to quarrel with me.

I can't tell if a straw ever saved a drowning man, but I know that a mere glance is enough to make dspair pause. For in truth, we who are creatures of impulse, are creatures of despair.