Years in themselves mean nothing. How we live them means everything.
Storehouses filled with merchandise will prove a better guarantee than arsenals bulging with ammunition.
I sometimes think that the prevalent use of external cosmetics eats out the internal brain if persisted in long enough.
The praise of injudicious friends frequently fosters bad mannerisms.
No wars are more bitter than those undertaken in the name of religion.
No influence so quickly converts a radical into a reactionary as does his election to power.