It is not flesh and blood, but heart which makes us fathers and sons.

To gain a crown by fighting is great, to reject it divine.

As freely as the firmament embraces the world, so mercy must encircle friend and foe. The sun poursforth impartially his beams through all the regions of infinity; heaven bestows the dew equally on every thirsty plant. Whatever is good and comes from on high is universal and without reserve: but in the heart's recesses darkness dwells.

He that is overcautious will accomplish little.

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

Life did not present its sunny side to thee.

Stern is the visage of necessity.