Follow the dream, and always the dream, and only the dream.

Funny how the new things are the old things.

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you except the will which says to them: 'Hold on!'

As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race... and the hearts of the meanest were humbled.

There's no jealousy in the grave.

I am the Cat who walks by himself, and all places are alike to me.

If a man brings a good mind to what he reads he may become, as it were, the spiritual descendant to some extent of great men, and this link, this spiritual hereditary tie, may help to just kick the beam in the right direction at a vital crisis; or may keep him from drifting through the long slack times when, so to speak, we are only fielding and no balls are coming our way.