I have no doubts that the Devil grins, As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my “literary” sins – The other kind don’t matter.

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

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

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.

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.

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

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