A hanging in a good quarrel is an easy death they say, though I could never hear of any that came back to say so.

I learned to recognise the thorough and primitive duality of man; I saw that, of the two natures that contended in the field of my consciousness, even if I could rightly be said to be either, it was only because I was radically both.

Really don't choose every day from the harvest you experience but from the seeds you plant

Wine is bottled poetry.

Although I may express myself with some degree of pleasantry the purport of my words is entirely serious.

This was the shocking thing; that the slime of the pit seemed to utter cries and voices; that the amorphous dust gesticulated and sinned; that what was dead, and had no shape, should usurp the offices of life. And this again, that that insurgent horror was knit to him closer than a wife, closer than an eye; lay caged in his flesh, where he heard it mutter and felt it struggle to be born; and at every hour of weakness, and in the confidence of slumber, prevailed against him, and deposed him out of life.

Do not measure success by today's harvest. Measure success by the seeds you plant today.