Affectation Is The Product Of Falsehood.

There Are Good And Bad Times, But Our Mood Changes More Often Than Our Fortune.

The Great Man's Sincerity Is Of The Kind He Cannot Speak Of, Is Not Conscious Of: Nay, I Suppose, He Is Conscious Rather Of Insincerity; For What Man Can Walk Accurately By The Law Of Truth For One Day? No, The Great Man Does Not Boast Himself Sincere, Far From That; Perhaps Does Not Ask Himself If He Is So: I Would Say Rather, His Sincerity Does Not Depend On Himself; He Cannot Help Being Sincere!

There Is A Great Discovery Still To Be Made In Literature, That Of Paying Literary Men By The Quantity They Do Not Write.

We Are Not Altogether Here To Tolerate. We Are Here To Resist, To Control And Vanquish Withal.

History Is A Great Dust Heap.