As in political so in literary action a man wins friends for himself mostly by the passion of his prejudices and the consistent narrowness of his outlook.

All a man can betray is his conscience.

The true peace of God begins at any spot a thousand miles from the nearest land.

I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine.

The ocean has the conscienceless temper of a savage autocrat spoiled by much adulation

You can't breathe dead hippo waking, sleeping, and eating, and at the same time keep your precarious grip on existence.

Give me the right word and the right accent and I will move the world.