There is something noble in hearing myself ill spoken of, when I am doing well.
There are no more worlds to conquer!
Every light is not the sun.
Let us conduct ourselves so that all men wish to be our friends and all fear to be our enemies.
Are you still to learn that the end and perfection of our victories is to avoid the vices and infirmities of those whom we subdue?
God must have loved Afghans because he made them so beautiful.