When the striving ceases, there is life waiting as a gift.
A novel is balanced between a few true impressions and the multitude of false ones that make up most of what we call life.
The hour that burst the spirit's sleep.
... a fellow can't predict what he will pick up in the form of influence.
The writer cannot make the seas of distraction stand still, but he [or she] can at times come between the madly distracted and the distractions.
Associate with the noblest people you can find; read the best books; live with the mighty; but learn to be happy alone.