I wish these flies would piss off.

and he began to understand what a wild game we play in life; he began to understand that a thing once done cannot be undone nor changed by saying "I am sorry!

If you keep on drinking rum, the world will soon be quit of a very dirty scoundrel!

Fear is the strong passion; it is with fear that you must trifle, if you wish to taste the intensest joys of living.

The world has no room for cowards. We must all be ready somehow to toil, to suffer, to die.

Fiction is to grown men what play is to the child.

A little amateur painting in water colors shows the innocent and the quiet mind.