“Come live in my heart, and pay no rent.”

“When once the itch of literature comes over a man, nothing can cure it but the scratching of a pen. But if you have not a pen, I suppose you must scratch any way you can.”

“Circumstances are the rulers of the weak; they are but the instruments of the wise.”

“All is ready. Except me. I am being given, if I may venture the expression, birth to into death, such is my impression. The feet are clear already, of the great cunt of existence. Favourable presentation I trust. My head will be the last to die. Haul in your hands. I can't. The render rent. My story ended I'll be living yet. Promising lag. That is the end of me. I shall say I no more.”

“My heart and my hand shall never be separated.”

“I know not my own heart if it be not absolutely free.”

“We cannot wait until we feel the Spirit moving us... We must obey God even when our heart is not in it- often to discover that our hearts come alive to our duty even while we do it.”