It's the steady, quiet, plodding ones who win in the lifelong race.

Old Year! upon the Stage of Time You stand to bow your last adieu; A moment, and the prompter's chime Will ring the curtain down on you.

I have an intense dislike for artificial society. In France, one could lead a free life - to do what one wanted to do without interference or criticism from one's neighbors.

His life, though none too long, Was never dull: Of woman, wine and song Bill had his full.

Carry on! Carry on! Fight the good fight and true; Believe in you mission, greet life with a cheer.

Even goats may have starlight in their eyes.

This is the law of the Yukon, that only the strong shall thrive; that surely the weak shall perish, and only the fit survive.