I don't think they make men like Ransom Clark anymore.

I am sure that Ransom Clark has a great-great-great-great-granddaughter somewhere who has a truckload of his mementos. I am bound to find them if I don't give up. You have to wonder what I'd find out about him if I had his mementos.

I have an obsessive personality. I couldn't let it go.

We lost an awful lot of men due to diarrhea and dysentery. I weighed 97 pounds when I got out of there.

Gutenberg and Richter were very great men.

The middle years - the eighteen-seventies, 'eighties, 'nineties - were a time of moral bankruptcy when men stole millions by a stroke of the pen or by the simple expedient of printing tons of worthless paper.