Death will be late to bring us aid

When I stop working the rest of the day is posthumous. I'm only really alive when I'm writing.

A high station in life is earned by the gallantry with which appalling experiences are survived with grace.

And funerals are pretty compared to deaths.

If the writing is honest it cannot be separated from the man who wrote it.

It is almost impossible to state what one in fact believes$$$ because it is almost impossible to hold a belief and to define it at the same time.

Man is by instinct a lover$$$ a hunter$$$ a fighter.

Since that day$$$ when people have spoken to me of "genius"$$$ I have felt the inside pocket to make sure my wallet's still there.

Human beings dream of life everlasting$$$ that's the reason! But most of them want it on earth and not in heaven.

The future becomes the present$$$ the present the past$$$ and the past turns into ever lasting regret if you don't plan for it!