Every realm of nature is marvelous.
Excellence is not an art. It is the habit of practice.
The coward calls the brave man rash, the rash man calls him a coward.
The virtue as the art consecrates itself constantly to what's difficult to do, and the harder the task, the shinier the success.
What soon grows old? Gratitude.
Patience is so like fortitude that she seems either her sister or her daughter.