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| In our own hearts, we mold the whole world's hereafters; and in our own hearts we fashion our own gods. | | Uncategorized | |
| In this world, shipmates, sin that pays its way can travel freely, and without passport; whereas Virtue, if a pauper, is stopped at all frontiers. | | Travel; Virtue | |
| Is he mad? Anyway there's something on his mind, as sure as there must be something on a deck when it cracks. | | Uncategorized | |
| Is there some principal of nature which states that we never know the quality of what we have until it is gone? | | Uncategorized | |
| It is better to fail in originality than to succeed in imitation. | | Originality | |
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| Let America first praise mediocrity even, in her children, before she praises... the best excellence in the children of any other land. | | Uncategorized | |
| Let me look into a human eye; it is better than to gaze into sea or sky; better than to gaze upon God. | | Uncategorized | |
| Let us speak, though we show all our faults and weaknesses, -for it is a sign of strength to be weak, to know it, and out with it - not in a set way and ostentatiously, though, but incidentally and without premeditation. | | Uncategorized | |
| Methinks that what they call my shadow here on earth is my true substance. Methinks that in looking at things spiritual, we are too much like oysters observing the sun through the water, and thinking that thick water the thinnest of air. | | Uncategorized | |
| Miserable man! Oh! most contemptible and worthy of all scorn; with slouched hat and guilty eye, skulking from his God; prowling among the shipping like a vile burglar hastening to cross the seas. | | Uncategorized | |
| No utter surprise can come to him Who reaches Shakespeare's core; That which we seek and shun is there - Man's final lore | | Uncategorized | |
| Old age is always wakeful; as if, the longer linked with life, the less man has to do with aught that looks like death. | | Uncategorized | |
| People think that if a man has undergone any hardship, he should have a reward; but for my part, if I have done the hardest possible day's work, and then come to sit down in a corner and eat my supper comfortably --why, then I don't think I deserve any reward for my hard day's work --for am I not now at peace? Is not my supper good? | | Uncategorized | |
| So man's insanity is heaven's sense; and wandering from all mortal reason, man comes at last to that celestial thought, which, to reason, is absurd and frantic; and weal or woe, feels then uncompromised, indifferent as his God. | | Uncategorized | |
| So philosophers so throughly comprehend us as horses. | | Horses | |
| Some dying men are the most tyrannical; and certainly, since they will shortly trouble us so little for evermore, the poor fellows ought to be indulged. | | Uncategorized | |
| The beauty myth moves for men as a mirage; its power lies in its ever-receding nature. When the gap is closed, the lover embraces only his own disillusion. | | Beauty | |
| The consciousness of being deemed dead, is next to the presumable unpleasantness of being so in reality. One feels like his own ghost unlawfully tenanting a defunct carcass. | | Uncategorized | |
| The lightning flashes through my skull; mine eyeballs ache and ache; my whole beaten brain seems as beheaded, and rolling on some stunning ground. | | Uncategorized | |
