“And how have I lived? Frankly and openly, though crudely. I have not been afraid of life. I have not shrunk from it. I have taken it for what it was at its own valuation. And I have not been ashamed of it. Just as it was, it was mine.”

Pursuit and possession are accompanied by states of consciousness so wide apart that they can never be united.

You look back and see how hard you worked and how poor you were, and how desperately anxious you were to succeed, and all you can remember is how happy you were.

She was thrilling to a desire that urged her to go forward, to be in closer to that fire, to be squabbling with the dogs, and to be avoiding and dodging the stumbling feet of men.

Affluence means influence.

The ghostly winter silence had given way to the great spring murmur of awakening life.

The proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.

One cannot violate the promptings of one’s nature without having that nature recoil upon itself.

Life is so short. I would rather sing one song than interpret the thousand.

He was a killer, a thing that preyed, living on the things that lived, unaided, alone, by virtue of his own strength and prowess, surviving triumphantly in a hostile environment where only the strong survive.

Love is the sum of all the arts, as it is the reason for their existence.

In a saturated population life is always cheap.

Socialism, when the last word is said, is merely a new economic and political system whereby more men can get food to eat.

A bone to the dog is not charity. Charity is the bone shared with the dog, when you are just as hungry as the dog.

Everything is good as long as it is unpossessed. Satiety and possession are Death’s horses they run in span.

The scab is a traitor to his God, his mother, and his class.

There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life, and beyond which life cannot rise. And such is the paradox of living, this ecstasy comes when one is most alive, and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.

Whatever has you afraid, angry, intimidated or frustrated tonight – take it to our all-powerful and all-capable God. He has the answer.

Because one thing God gave us- and I’m afraid it’s at times a little too much- is freewill. Freedom to choose. I believe he gave us everything needed to build a beautiful world, if we choose wisely.

A man that is not afraid of a Lion is afraid of a Cat .

An artist must be free to choose what he does, certainly, but he must also never be afraid to do what he might choose.

I don’t think there’s anything to be afraid of. Failure brings great rewards – in the life of an artist.

I’m not afraid. Life is just such an adventure to me.

I feel very adventurous. There are so many doors to be opened, and I’m not afraid to look behind them.

There’s a hero if you look inside your heart. You don’t have to be afraid of what you are.