The difficulty, the ordeal, is to start.
Men may rise on stepping stones of their dead selves to higher things.
There was never an angler who lived but that there was a fish capable of taking the conceit out of him.
Every once in a while I feel the tremendous force of the novel. But it does not stay with me.
Work is my salvation. It changes my moods.
Adam Larey gazed with hard and wondering eyes down the silent current of the red river upon which he meant to drift away into the desert