I have no doubts that the Devil grins, As seas of ink I spatter. Ye gods, forgive my โliteraryโ sins โ The other kind donโt matter.
Robert W. ServiceBe 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.
Robert W. ServiceI 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.
Robert W. Service