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

Ah! the clock is always slow; it is later than you think.

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.

Avoid extremes: be moderate In saving and in spending; An equable and easy gait Will win an easy ending.

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

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.

Some praise the Lord for Light, The living spark; I thank God for the Night The healing dark.