Death is the king of this world: 'Tis his park where he breeds life to feed him. Cries of pain are music for his banquet.

When death comes it is never our tenderness that we repent from, but our severity.

When death, the great reconciler, has come, it is never our tenderness that we repent of, but our severity.

But human experience is usually paradoxical, that means incongruous with the phrases of current talk or even current philosophy.

Is it not rather what we expect in men, that they should have numerous strands of experience lying side by side and never compare them with each other?

In spite of his practical ability, some of his experience had petrified into maxims and quotations.

Failure after long perseverance is much grander than never to have a striving good enough to be called a failure.

The only failure one should fear, is not hugging to the purpose they see as best.

There is only one failure in life possible, and that is not to be true to the best one knows.

I'm proof against that word failure. I've seen behind it. The only failure a man ought to fear is failure of cleaving to the purpose he sees to be best.