Ships at a distance have every man's wish on board. For some they come in with the tide. For others they sail forever on the same horizon, never out of sight, never landing until the Watcher turns his eyes away in resignation, his dreams mocked to death by Time. That is the life of men. Now, women forget all those things they don't want to remember, and remember everything they don't want to forget. The dream is the truth. Then they act and do things accordingly.

Every tub sits on its bottom.

And I can't die easy thinking maybe the menfolks white or black is making a spit cup out of you. Have some sympathy for me. Put me down easy, Janie, I'm a cracked plate.

No matter how far a person can go the horizon is still way beyond you.

I want a busy life, a just mind, and a timely death.

I do not weep at the world I am too busy sharpening my oyster knife.

God took pattern after a pine tree and built you noble.