We got together in a few days a company of the toughest old salts imaginable--not pretty to look at, but fellows, by their faces, of the most indomitable spirit.

And if a man reads very hard, as the old anecdote reminds us, he will have little time for thought.

The saints are the sinners who keep on trying.

The problem of education is twofold: first to know, and then to utter. Everyone who lives any semblance of an inner life thinks more nobly and profoundly than he speaks.

There is but one art, to omit.

When I say writing, O believe me, it is rewriting that I have chiefly in mind.

Everyday life is a stimulating mixture of order and haphazardry. The sun rises and sets on schedule but the wind bloweth where it listeth.