There is no greater folly in the world than for a man to despair.

There is no bad whiskey. There are only some whiskeys that aren't as good as others.

For$$$ know that each soul constantly meets its own self. No problem may be run away from. Meet it now!

Be generous with yourself. Don't stop short of splendid things.

When boys and girls are growing up$$$ life can't stand still$$$ not even in the quietest of country towns; and they have to grow up$$$ whether they will or no. That is what their elders are always forgetting.

Things away from home often look better than they are.

One cannot divine nor forecast the conditions that will make happiness; one only stumbles upon them by chance$$$ in a lucky hour$$$ at the world's end somewhere$$$ and hold fast to the days...

No one can build his security upon the nobleness of another person.

That is happiness$$$ to be dissolved into something complete and great.

Let your fiction grow out of the land beneath your feet.