“To learn one must be humble. But life is the great teacher.”

All fiction is autobiographical fantasy.

And then I asked him with my eyes to ask again yes and then he asked me would I yes and his heart was going like mad and yes I said yes I will yes.

People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus.

You can still die when the sun is shining.

And yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.

Time is, time was, but time shall be no more.

Life is too short to read a bad book.

Children must be educated by love, not punishment.

Masturbation! The amazing availability of it!

People could put up with being bitten by a wolf but what properly riled them was a bite from a sheep.

Every life is in many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love. But always meeting ourselves.

The light music of whiskey falling into glasses made an agreeable interlude.

Hold to the now, the here, through which all future plunges to the past.

Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.

In the particular is contained the universal.

We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.

Great things come from hard work and perseverance. No excuses.

A man is a great thing upon the earth and through eternity; but every jot of the greatness of man is unfolded out of woman.

You can accomplish great things.

All exercises that you do with your own bodyweight are great.

Nothing is more simple than greatness; indeed, to be simple is to be great.

Attachment to views is the greatest impediment to the spiritual path.

Our labour preserves us from three great evils – weariness, vice, and want.

For great men, religion is a way of making friends; small people make religion a fighting tool.