“Why else lead a life of bad banquet dinners, cigar smoke, camp chairs, foul breath, and excruciatingly dull jargon if not to avoid the echoes of what is not known.”

“Foul words is but foul wind, and foul wind is but foul breath, and foul breath is noisome; therefore I will depart unkissed.”

“And a woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a smoke.”

“Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke.”

“Sometimes a cigar is just a smoke and a story's just a story”

“Without mysteries, life would be very dull indeed. What would be left to strive for if everything were known?”

“Breathe. It’s only a bad day, not a bad life.”

“I never can understand how anyone can not smoke — it deprives a man of the best part of life … with a good cigar in his mouth a man is perfectly safe, nothing can touch him — literally.”

“Qu'Appelle Valley, Saskatchewan, Canadian Indians: "I've told you what a foul decadent lazy crowd they are & what I think of them!! But this camp is pitched right inside an Indian reserve … & we have hundreds of the mouldy local tribe camped around us"”

“This was not a fearie tale. This was not the movies. This was life. It hurt more. It was excruciating. It was excruciatingly beautiful.”