Sit loosely in the saddle.

To know what you prefer instead of humbly saying Amen to what the world tells you ought to prefer, is to have kept your soul alive.

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

Wine is bottled poetry.

Nobody speaks of a beautifful view for 5 minutes

The first experience can never be repeated. The first love, the first sun-rise, the first South Sea Island, are memories apart, and touched a virginity of sense.

You cannot run away from weakness; you must some time fight it out or perish; and if that be so, why not now, and where you stand?