On what slender threads do life and fortune hang.

Youth is a blossom whose fruit is love; happy is he who plucks it after watching it slowly ripen.

That is a dream also; only he has remained asleep, while you have awakened; and who knows which of you is the most fortunate?

And now, farewell to kindness, humanity and gratitude... I have substituted myself for Providence in rewarding the good; may the God of vengeance now yield me His place to punish the wicked.

You scholars, you're in communication with the devil.

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.

Learning does not make one learned: there are those who have knowledge and those who have understanding. The first requires memory and the second philosophy