The happy man is he who knows his limitations, yet bows to no false gods.

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

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

The only society I like is rough and tough, and the tougher the better. There's where you get down to bedrock and meet human people.

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.

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.

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.