Man is created free, and is free, even though born in chains.

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.

He, that noble prize possessing He that boasts a friend that's true, He whom woman's love is blessing, Let him join the chorus too!

Sentimental poetry differs from naive poetry in that it relates the real state at which the latter stops to ideas and applies ideas to that reality.

The history of the world is the world's court of justice.

To rankling poison hast thou turned in me the milk of human kindness.

He cannot complain of a hard sentence, who is made master of his own fate.