In a narrow circle the mind contracts. Man grows with his expanded needs.
We must bear what Heaven sends.
Many a crown shines spotless now that yet was deeply sullied in the winning.
Only the soldier is a free man, because he can look death in the face.
A noble soul spreads even over a face in which the architectonic beauty is wanting an irresistible grace, and a often even triumphs over the natural disfavor.
His saying was: live and let live.