Occupation: Writer Birth: May 2, 1859 Death: June 14, 1927
Opportunities flit by while we sit regretting the chances we have lost, and the happiness that comes to us we heed not, because of the happiness that….
I can't sit still and see another man slaving and working. I want to get up and superintend, and walk round with my hands in my pockets, and tell him….
He is very imprudent, a dog; he never makes it his business to inquire whether you are in the right or the wrong, never asks whether you are rich or ….
If there is one person I do despise more than another, it is the man who does not think exactly the same on all topics as I do..