Mediocrity makes the most of its native possessions.
It is the contest that delights us, and not the victory.
Il n'est pas certain que tout soit incertain. (Translation: It is not certain that everything is uncertain.)
Clarity of mind means clarity of passion, too.
The multitude which is not brought to act as a unity, is confusion. That unity which has not its origin in the multitude is tyranny.
Love knows no limit to its endurance, no end to its trust, no fading of its hope; it can outlast anything. Love still stands when all else has fallen.