Sir, with no intention to take offence, I deny your right to put words into my mouth.

Many's the long night I've dreamed of cheese--toasted mostly.

If a man loves the labour of his trade, apart from any question of success or fame, the gods have called him.

Love- what is love? A great and aching heart; Wrung hands; and silence; and a long despair

I have resolved that from this day on, I will do all the business I can honestly, have all the fun I can reasonably, do all the good I can willingly, and save my digestion by thinking pleasantly.

Anyone can carry their burden, however hard, until nightfall. Anyone can do their work, however hard, for one day.

Death, like a host, comes smiling to the door; Smiling, he greets us, on that tranquil shore Where neither piping bird nor peeping dawn Disturbs the eternal sleep, But in the stillness far withdrawn Our dreamless rest for evermore we keep.