Teach me to feel another's woe, to hide the fault I see, that mercy I to others show, that mercy show to me.

He who serves his brother best gets nearer God than all the rest.

Chiefs who no more in bloody fights engage, But wise through time, and narrative with age, In summer-days like grasshoppers rejoice - A bloodless race, that send a feeble voice.

Condition, circumstance, is not the thing; Bliss is the same in subject or in king.

No, make me mistress to the man I love; If there be yet another name more free More fond than mistress, make me that to thee!

Honor and shame from no condition rise. Act well your part: there all the honor lies.

An obstinate person does not hold opinions; they hold them.