Regret Of Neglected Opportunity Is The Worst

Only He Who Is Without Anything Is Without Enemies.

An Intelligent Observation Of The Facts Of Human Existence Will Reveal To Shallow-minded Folk Who Sneer At The Use Of Coincidence In The Arts Of Fiction And Drama That Life Itself Is Little More Than A Series Of Coincidences.

The Love That Is Never To Be Realized Will Often Remain A Man's Guiding Ideal.

It Came To Mr. Blood, As He Trudged Forward Under The Laden Apple-trees On That Fragrant, Delicious July Morning, That Man—as He Had Long Suspected—was The Vilest Work Of God, And That Only A Fool Would Set Himself Up As A Healer Of A Species That Was Best Exterminated.

There Remained The Sea, Which Is Free To All, And Particularly Alluring To Those Who Feel Themselves At War With Humanity.