Even in a righteous cause force is a fearful thing.

Most gladly would I give the blood-stained laurel for the first violet which March brings us, the fragrant pledge of the new-fledged year.

Truth is more than a dream and a song.

History, insofar as it accustoms human beings to comprehend the whole of the past and to hasten forward with its conclusions into the far future, conceals the boundaries of birth and death, which enclose the life of the human being so narrowly and oppressively, and with a kind of optical illusion, expands his short existence into endless space, leading the individual imperceptibly over into humanity.

This is the curse of an evil deed, that it incites and must bring forth more evil.

Yes great people are always subject to persecution and always getting into straits.

We, we live! ours are the hours, and the living have their claims.