“The world is very lovely, and it’s very horrible–and it doesn’t care about your life or mine or anything else.”

If you can wait, and not be tired by waiting if you can dream, and not make dreams your master; if you can think, and not make thoughts your aim; if you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same; yours is the earth and everything that’s in it.

The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself.

Follow the dream, and always the dream, and only the dream.

For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.

I worked like a horse and I ate like a hog and I slept like a dead man.

He travels the fastest who travels alone.

The silliest woman can manage a clever man; but it needs a very clever woman to manage a fool.

Borrow trouble for yourself, if that’s your nature, but don’t lend it to your neighbours.

A man can never have too much red wine, too many books, or too much ammunition.

Too much work and too much energy kill a man just as effectively as too much assorted vice or too much drink.

Politics are not my concern. They impressed me as a dog’s life without a dog’s decencies.

I always prefer to believe the best of everybody, it saves so much trouble.

A Time For Prayer “In times of war and not before, God and the soldier we adore. But in times of peace and all things righted, God is forgotten and the soldier slighted.” -Rudyard Kipling

He who faces no calamity gains no courage.

There are gems of wondrous brightness Often times lying at our feet, And we pass them, walking thoughtless, Down the busy, crowded street. If we knew, our pace would slacken, We would step more oft with care, Lest our careless feet be treading To the earth some jewel rare.

I have seen something of this world,” she said over the trays, “and there are but two sorts of women in it– those who take the strength out of a man, and those who put it back. Once I was that one, and now I am this.

Laughter is the most beautiful and beneficial therapy God ever granted humanity.

It’s really beautiful how happiness always finds its way to you!

I think it’s beautiful that you’re different, without trying to be.

And I must learn every language to find a word that describes your beauty.

Your sorrowful beauty can soften a stone, and dampen the eyes of a god.

If something is not beautiful, it is probably not true.

Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not.

Beauty is truth, truth beauty.