“For certain, neither of them sees a happy Present, as the gate opens and closes, and one goes in, and the other goes away.”
“A man never begins by presenting himself as an individual of a certain sex; it goes without saying that he is a man.”
“It all goes away. Eventually, everything goes away.”
“Way is, where way goes. As a wind that blows and the bird that soars, into the open blue, where it neither knows when do is due.”
“Nobody can open the gates of death without closing them again after him.”
“... in old days when the struggle between good and evil was more bitter and open than it is now. That struggle goes on all around us all the time, like two armies fighting. And sometimes one of them seems to be winning and sometimes the other, but neither has ever triumphed altogether. No ever will for there is something of each in every man.”