The painter is, as to the execution of his work, a mechanic; but as to his conception and spirit and design he is hardly below even the poet.

It is easy to give advice from a port of safety.

Wise to resolve, patient to perform.

The zeal of friends it is that razes me, And not the hate of enemies.

There are evil spirits who suddenly fix their abode in man's unguarded breast, causing us to commit devilish deeds, and then, hurrying back to their native hell, leave behind the stings of remorse in the poisoned bosom.

Only the soldier is a free man, because he can look death in the face.

Keep true to the dreams of your youth.