The character of the crowds is made up of mimicry and hostility.
The state has no religion for the simple reason that it has each and everyone.
Man lives two lives, woe, were it otherwise! One is seized by death, the other one, his honor, remains.
Gratitude is a fickle thing, indeed. A person taking aim presses the weapon to his chest and cheek, but when he hits, he discardsit with indifference.
Turning popular opinion upside down does not make an original.
In order to succeed in a profession, a person not only needs to have its good, but also its bad qualities. The former are the spirit, the latter is the body of the job.