I confess that reading proofs is a pleasure. It stimulates and inspires me.

Men may rise on stepping stones of their dead selves to higher things.

What makes life worth living? Better surely, to yield to the stain of suicide blood in me and seek forgetfulness in the embrace of cold dark death.

Never insult seven men when all your packing is a six-shooter.

Far away Tongariro! Green - white thundering Athabasca river of New Zealand! I vowed I would come again down across the Pacific to fish in the swift cold waters of this most beautiful and famous of trout streams. It is something to have striven. It is much to have kept your word.

Work is my salvation. It changes my moods.

I need this wild life, this freedom.