He who has mingled in the fray of duty that the brave endure, must have made foes. If you have none, small is the work that you have done.

If happy I and wretched he, Perhaps the king would change with me.

There's a fount about to stream, There's a light about to beam, There's a warmth about to glow, There's a flower about to blow; There's a midnight blackness changing Into gray; Men of thought and men of action, Clear the way.

Tell me, ye wingèd winds That round my pathway roar, Know ye not some spot Where mortals weep no more?

The king can drink the best of wine -So can I;And has enough when he would dine -So have I;And can not order rain or shine -Nor can I.Then where's the difference - let me see -Betwixt my lord the king and me?

Nations, like individuals, cannot become desperate gamblers with impunity. Punishment is sure to overtake them sooner or later.

An arrow may fly through the air and leave no trace; but an ill thought leaves a trail like a serpent.