To Treat Of Human Actions Is To

I Love To Sail Forbidden Seas, And Land On Barbarous Coasts.

Truth Is Ever Incoherent, And When The Big Hearts Strike Together, The Concussion Is A Little Stunning.

There Are Some Enterprises In Which A Careful Disorderliness Is The True Method.

I Have The Satisfaction Of Knowing That It Is All Right; That Everybody Else Is One Way Or Other Served In Much The Same Way--either In A Physical Or Metaphysical Point Of View, That Is; And So The Universal Thump Is Passed Round, And All Hands Should Rub Each Other's Shoulder-blades, And Be Content.

Failure Is The Test Of Greatness.