History only exists, in the final analysis, for God.
One must place one's principles in big things. For the small, graciousness will suffice.
... one cannot be happy in exile or in oblivion. One cannot always be a stranger. I want to return to my homeland, make all my loved ones happy. I see no further than this.
We don't have the time to completely be ourselves. We only have the room to be happy.
But above all, in order to be, never try to seem.
Idleness is fatal only to the mediocre.