I had made up my mind to find a woman to share my life: one who would leave London altogether and go with me into the green country and be satisfied.

It is not altogether shyness that now makes me unsuccessful in company. Sometimes it is a state of mind that is three parts meditation, that will not free the thoughts until their attendant trains are prepared to follow them.

My impression of Americans from the beginning is of the best, and I have never since had cause to alter my mind. They are a kind, sympathetic race of people and naturally proud of their country.

My own wandering blood comes from my seafaring grandfather, who, after he had left the sea and settled on shore, still governed his house by a ship's rules.

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?

If I had to live my life over, I'd live over a saloon.