the whole purport of literature...is the notation of the heart. Style is but the faintly contemptible vessel in which the bitter liquid is recommended to the world.

I rose by sheer military ability to the rank of corporal.

Seek the lofty by reading, hearing and seeing great work at some moment every day.

We do not choose the day of our birth nor may we choose the day of our death, yet choice is the sovereign faculty of the mind.

Life is a fatal adventure. It can only have one end. So why not make it as far-ranging and free as possible.

That's the advantage of having lived sixty-five years. You don't feel the need to be impatient any longer.

Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it?