By the time a man gets well into his seventies his continued existence is a mere miracle.

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

Night is a dead monotonous period under a roof; but in the open world it passes lightly, with its stars and dews and perfumes, and the hours are marked by changes in the face of Nature. What seems a kind of temporal death to people choked between walls and curtains, is only a light and living slumber to the man who sleeps afield.

Quiet minds cannot be perplexed or frightened but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, like a clock during a thunderstorm.

Teacher, tender comrade, wife, A fellow-farer true through life.

Is there anything in life so disenchanting as achievement?

The greatest engineering is the engineering of men.