Life’s A Voyage That’s Homeward Bound.

Hell Is An Idea First Born On An Undigested Apple Dumpling.

Seat Thyself Sultanically Among The Moons Of Saturn, And Take High Abstracted Man Alone; And He Seems A Wonder, A Grandeur, And A Woe. But From That Same Point, Take Mankind In Mass, And For The Most Part, They Seem A Mob Of Unnecessary Duplicates, Both Contemporary And Hereditary.

To Produce A Mighty Book, You Must Choose A Mighty Theme.

Benevolent Desires, After Passing A Certain Point, Can Not Undertake Their Own Fulfillment Without Incurring The Risk Of Evils Beyond Those Sought To Be Remedied.

At Sea A Fellow Comes Out. Salt Water Is Like Wine, In That Respect.