Courage, ne'er by sorrow broken! Aid where tears of virtue flow; Faith to keep each promise spoken! Truth alike to friend and foe!

It is well for a man when he has learned to endure what he cannot change, and to give up with dignity what he cannot retain.

Courage, ne'er by sorrow broken! Aid where tears of virtue flow; Faith to keep each promise spoken! Truth alike to friend and foe!

The hat is the pride of man; for he who cannot keep his hat on before kings and emperors is no free man.

False fancy brings real misery.

For the world is only governed by self-interest.

A sublime soul can rise to all kinds of greatness, but by an effort; it can tear itself from all bondage, to all that limits and constrains it, but only by strength of will. Consequently the sublime soul is only free by broken efforts.