And now let us love and take that which is given us, and be happy; for in the grave there is no love and no warmth, nor any touching of the lips. Not… - H. Rider Haggard

He is an extraordinary animal is the house fly. Go where you will you find him, and so it must have been always. I have seen him enclosed in amber, which is, I was told, quite half a million years old, looking exactly like his descendant of to-day, and I have little doubt but that when the last man lies dying on the earth he will be buzzing round – if this event should happen to occur in summer – watching for an opportunity to settle on his nose.

It is only the nervous that climb the highest points of anything, and this is true of fights as of all others.

There is no such thing as magic, though there is such a thing as a knowledge of the secrets of nature.