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

It isn't the mountain ahead that wears you out; it's the grain of sand in your shoe.

Write verse, not poetry. The public wants verse. If you have a talent for poetry, then don't by any means mother it, but try your hand at verse.

No man can be a failure if he thinks he's a success; If he thinks he is a winner, then he is.

Be master of your petty annoyances and conserve your energies for the big, worthwhile things. It isn't the mountain ahead that wears you out - it's the grain of sand in your shoe.

The trails of the world be countless, and most of the trails be tried; You tread on the heels of the many, till you come where the ways divide;And one lies safe in the sunlight, and the other is dreary and wan,But you look aslant at the Lone Trail, and the Lone Trail lures you on.

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