Courage is poorly housed that dwells in numbers; the lion never counts the herd that are about him, nor weighs how many flocks he has to scatter.
Mischief and malice grow on the same branch of the tree of evil.
She who means no mischief does it all.
Art, however innocent, looks like deceiving.
Reason gains all people by compelling none.
Birth is a shadow. Courage, self-sustained, outlords succession's phlegm, and needs no ancestors.