Who then will dare to say I'm weak or timid? No, they'll say I'm loyal as a friend, ruthless as a foe, so much like a hero destined for glory.

Numbers are a fearful thing.

It's not beauty but fine qualities, my girl, that keep a husband.

Oh, what a vileness human beauty is; corroding, corrupting everything it touches.

The man who knows when not to act is wise. To my mind bravery if forethought.

I would rather die on my feet than live on my knees.

The best prophet is common sense, our native wit.