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At sea a fellow comes out. Salt water is like wine, in that respect.

Faith, like a jackal, feeds among the tombs, and even from these dead doubts she gathers her most vital hope.

Friendship at first sight, like love at first sight, is said to be the only truth.

From without, no wonderful effect is wrought within ourselves, unless some interior, responding wonder meets it.

Hope is the struggle of the soul, breaking loose from what is perishable, and attesting her eternity.

Is there some principal of nature which states that we never know the quality of what we have until it is gone?

Old age is always wakeful as if, the longer linked with life, the less man has to do with aught that looks like death.

To know how to grow old is the master work of wisdom, and one of the most difficult chapters in the great art of living.


Truth is the silliest thing under the sun. Try to get a living by the Truth and go to the Soup Societies. Heavens! Let any clergyman try to preach the Truth from its very stronghold, the pulpit, and they would ride him out of his church on his own pulpit bannister.

Truth uncompromisingly told will always have its ragged edges.

We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men.

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