Go softly by that river side Or when you would depart, You'll find its every winding tied; And knotted round your heart.

A man can never have too much red wine, too many books, or too much ammunition

The Three in One, the One in Three? Not so! To my own Gods I go. It may be they shall give me greater ease than your cold Christ and tangled Trinities.

We have forty million reasons for failure, but not a single excuse.

Tis beauty, so to speak, nor good talk necessarily. It's just IT. Some women will stay in a man's memory if they once walked down a street.

When man has come to the Turnstiles of Night, all the creeds in the world seem to him wonderfully alike and colorless.

Heaven grant us patience with a man in love.