You who are in power have only the means that money produces — we who are in expectation, have those which devotion prompts.

Joy to hearts which have suffered long is like the dew on the ground after a long drought; both the heart and the ground absorb that beneficent moisture falling on them, and nothing is outwardly apparant.

It is not the tree that forsakes the flower, but the flower that forsakes the tree.

It was like the eve of a battle; the hearts beat, the eyes laughed, and they felft that the life they were perhaps going to lose, was after all, a good thing.

Hatred is blind; rage carries you away; and he who pours out vengeance runs the risk of tasting a bitter draught.

Yet man will never be perfect until he learns to create and destroy; he does know how to destroy, and that is half the battle.

How is it that little children are so intelligent and men so stupid? It must be education that does it.