The Man-at-arms Is The Only Man.

The Starving Poet Business Is No Good Nowadays.

The Man Whom God Wills To Slay In The Struggle Of Life - He First Individualizes.

You See, There Are Some People That One Loves, And Others That Perhaps One Would Rather Be With.

The Majority Never Has Right On Its Side.

I'm Inclined To Think We Are All Ghosts-every One Of Us. It's Not Just What We Inherit From Our Mothers And Fathers That Haunts Us. Its All Kinds Of Old Defunct Theories, All Sorts Of Old Defunct Beliefs, And Things Like That.