There’s night and day, brother, both sweet things; sun, moon, and stars, brother, all sweet things; there’s likewise a wind on the heath. Life is very sweet, brother; who would wish to die?
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- If you must commit suicide… always contrive to do it as decorously as possible; the decencies, whether of life or of death, should never be lost sight of.
- A losing trade, I assure you, sir: literature is a drug.
- I am invariably of the politics of the people at whose table I sit, or beneath whose roof I sleep.
- Next to the love of God, the love of country is the best preventive of crime.
- Between two worlds life hovers like a star, twixt night and morn, upon the horizon’s verge.