My dreams are worthless, my plans are dust, my goals are impossible.  All are of no value unless they are followed by action.  I will act now.  Never has there been a map, however carefully executed to detail and scale, which carried

By this time I was tramping the streets again. The sight of a tailor-shop gave me a sharp longing to shed my rags, and to clothe myself decently once more. Could I afford it? No; I had nothing in the world but a million pounds. So I forced