[T]here is no folly of the beasts of the earth which is not infinitely outdone by the madness of men.

I know not all that may be coming, but be it what it will, I'll go to it laughing.

Ignorance is the parent of fear.

Human madness is oftentimes a cunning and most feline thing. When you think it fled, it may have but become transfigured into some still subtler form.

Better to sleep with a sober cannibal than a drunk Christian.

[T]hen all collapsed, and the great shroud of the sea rolled on as it rolled five thousand years ago.

The classification of the constituents of a chaos, nothing less is here essayed.

Savage though he was, and hideously marred about the face-at least to my taste-his countenance yet had a something in it which was by no means disagreeable. You cannot hide the soul.

Ahab and aguish lay stretched together in one hammock.

... an utterly fearless man is a far more dangerous comrade than a coward.

... the most reliable and useful courage was that which arises from the fair estimation of the encountered peril,

If you think you are too small to be effective, you have never been in the dark with a mosquito!

Start each day asking, "How do I want others to feel?" Then act accordingly. xo

And maybe that is exactly what happened…he walked away and never woke up…

So they went running together, silent, toward the vast wastes of snow where no living thing but they two moved under the stars of night.

The senses are gateways to the intelligence. There is nothing in the intelligence which did not first pass through the senses.

I like Salvador Dali and Rene Magritte. I also like the Scottish artist John Byrne, another surrealist.

I work closely with the printer to get the final print the way I want it.

A 'living constitution' is a dead constitution, because it does not do the one and only thing a written constitution is supposed to do: provide parameters around the power of officials.

The pleasure of reading biography, like that of reading letters, derives from the universal hunger to penetrate other lives.

Ah! never shall the land forget How gushed the life-blood of her brave -