Even in a righteous cause force is a fearful thing.
Anyone taken as an individual is tolerably sensible and reasonable - as a member of a crowd, he at once becomes a blockhead.
I have enjoyed the happiness of the world; I have loved.
Sorrows must die with the joys they outnumber.
Love can sun the realms of night.
Rigor pushed too far is sure to miss its aim, however good, as the bow snaps that is bent too stiffly.