Vast, colossal destiny, which raises man to fame, though it may also grind him to powder!
Honesty prospers in every condition of life.
Will it, and set to work briskly.
Only the soldier is a free man, because he can look death in the face.
Whatever lives, lives to die in sorrow. We engage our hearts, and grasp after the things of this world, only to undergo the pang of losing them.
Individual character is in the right that is in strict consistence with itself. Self-contradiction is the only wrong.