Bite On The Bullet, Old Man, And

Your New-caught, Sullen Peoples, / Half-devil And Half Child.

Beware Of Overconcern For Money, Or Position, Or Glory. Someday You Will Meet A Man Who Cares For None Of These Things. Then You Will Know How Poor You Are.

What Is The Law Of The Jungle? Strike First And Then Give Tongue.

Good Lord! Who Can Account For The Fathomless Folly Of The Public?

As I Pass Through My Incarnations In Every Age And Race, I Make My Proper Prostrations To The Gods Of The Market-place. Peering Through Reverent Fingers I Watch Them Flourish And Fall, And The Gods Of The Copybook Headings, I Notice, Outlast Them All.