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“In most books, the I, or first person, is omitted; in this it will be retained; that, in respect to egotism, is the main difference. We commonly do not remember that it is, after all, always the first person that is speaking. I should not talk so much about myself if there were anybody else whom I knew as well. Unfortunately, I am confined to this theme by the narrowness of my experience. Moreover, I, on my side, require of every writer, first or last, a simple and sincere account of his own life, and not merely what he has heard of other men's lives; some such account as he would send to his kindred from a distant land; for if he has lived sincerely, it must have been in a distant land to me. Perhaps these pages are more particularly addressed to poor students. As for the rest of my readers, they will accept such portions as apply to them. I trust that none will stretch the seams in putting on the coat, for it may do good service to him whom it fits.”
― Henry David Thoreau, Walden

“Accomplish your tasks by one step at each time. Don't cut your coat according to your elder brother's size. Dream big, but start small; do what you can do at a time.”
― Israelmore Ayivor

“Don’t cluster too much plans to do within a relatively minimum time. As beginner, you must not cut your coat according to your elder brother’s size. Know your limit.”
― Israelmore Ayivor, Shaping the dream

“Honour was like a coat: sometimes one did not have time to put it on.”
― Adrian Tchaikovsky, Salute the Dark

“I refuse to hold the coats of this generation.”
― Rebecca McKinsey

“As I contemplate a relationship with God, I find that I’m afraid to ride on the coattails of the infinite. But what I fear more than that is spending my life in the coat closet.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“A coat hanger of a body trying to remember the coat that years before had fallen off”
― Richard Flanagan, Gould's Book of Fish: A Novel in Twelve Fish

“You have to feel the bite of the wind to appreciate the warmth of a winter coat.”
― Fennel Hudson, A Meaningful Life - Fennel's Journal - No. 1

“The wind picks up as if to match his mood, it twists my coat so that for a moment it resembles a saw-toothed cape flying out behind me. All I need now is a garish top hat and they can call me Count Dracula.”
― Ilse V. Rensburg, Blood Sipper