The Acorn Of Ambition Often Grows Into

It Is Not Wise To Neglect The Present For The Future, For Who Knows What The Future Will Be?

Everything Has An End, If Only You Live Long Enough To See It.

Truly The Universe Is Full Of Ghosts, Not Sheeted Churchyard Spectres, But The Inextinguishable Elements Of Individual Life, Which Having Once Been, Can Never Die, Though They Blend And Change, And Change Again For Ever.

The Sky Aft Was Dark As Pitch, But The Moon Still Shone Brightly Ahead Of Us And Lit Up The Blackness. Beneath Its Sheen A Huge White-topped Breaker, Twenty Feet High Or More, Was Rushing On To Us. It Was On The Break-the Moon Shone On Its Crest And Tipped Its Foam With Light. On It Rushed Beneath The Inky Sky, Driven By The Awful Squall Behind It.

Wealth Is Good, And If It Comes Our Way We Will Take It; But A Gentleman Does Not Sell Himself For Wealth.