In Everyday Things The Law Of Sacrifice

Where Nature Is Sovereign, There Is No Need Of Austerity And Self-denial.

I Scarcely Know A Professional Man I Can Like, And Certainly Not One Who Has Been What The World Calls Successful, That I Should The Least Wish To Resemble.

I Have Nothing But Myself To Write About, No Facts, No Theories, No Opinions, No Adventures, No Sentiments, Nothing But My Own Poor Barren Individualism, Of Considerable Interest To Me, But I Do Not Know Why I Should Presume It Will Be So To You. Egotism Is Not Tiresome, Or It Ought Not To Be, If One Is Sincere About Oneself; But It Is So Hard To Be Sincere. Well, Never Mind, I Mean To Be, And You Know Me Well Enough To See Through Me When I Am Humbugging.

Truth Only Smells Sweet Forever, And Illusions, However Innocent, Are Deadly As The Canker Worm.

We Cannot Live On Probabilities. The Faith In Which We Can Live Bravely And Die In Peace Must Be A Certainty, So Far As It Professes To Be A Faith At All, Or It Is Nothing.