Three causes especially have excited the discontent of mankind; and, by impelling us to seek remedies for the irremediable, have bewildered us in a maze of madness and error. These are death, toil, and the ignorance of the future.
Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds
Some love to roam o'er the dark sea's foam, Where the shrill winds whistle free.
Aid the dawning, tongue and pen; Aid it, hopes of honest men!
If happy I and wretched he, Perhaps the king would change with me.
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.