War disorganizes, but it is to reorganize.

It was a pleasure and a privilege to walk with him [H.D. Thoreau]. He knew the country like a fox or a bird, and passed through it as freely by paths of his own.

My life is not an apology, but a life.

For the most part, only the light characters travel. Who are you that have no task to keep you at home?

Literature is eavesdropping.

If I am the devil's child, I will live then, by the devil.

One lesson we learn early, that in spite of seeming difference, men are all of one pattern. We readily assume this with our mates, and are disappointed and angry if we find that we are premature, and that their watches are slower than ours. In fact, the only sin which we never forgive in each other is difference of opinion.