Life's a voyage that's homeward bound.
When beholding the tranquil beauty and brilliancy of the ocean's skin, one forgets the tiger heart that pants beneath it; and would not willingly remember that this velvet paw but conceals a remorseless fang.
If you can get nothing better out of the world, get a good dinner out of it, at least.
To the last, I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake I spit my last breath at thee.
We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men; and among those fibers, as sympathetic threads, our actions run as causes, and they come back to us as effects.
From without, no wonderful effect is wrought within ourselves, unless some interior, responding wonder meets it.
It is better to fail in originality than to succeed in imitation.
Were this world an endless pain, and by sailing eastward we could forever reach new distances, and discover sights more sweet and strange than any Cyclades or Islands of King Solomon, then there were promise in the voyage.
He who has never failed somewhere. . . that man can not be great.
Where does the violet tint end and the orange tint begins? Distinctly we see the difference of the colors, but where exactly does the one first blending enter into the other. So with sanity and insanity.