Repent!—that is the idlest word in our language. - Edward Bulwer-Lytton

Truth makes on the ocean of nature no one track of light—every eye looking on finds its own.

My father died shortly after I was twenty-one; and being left well off, and having a taste for travel and adventure, I resigned, for a time, all pursuit of the almighty dollar, and became a desultory wanderer over the face of the earth.

It is not Wisdom, but Ignorance, which teaches men presumption; Genius may be sometimes arrogant, but nothing is so diffident as Knowledge.