Truth exists for the wise, beauty for the feeling heart.
Vast, colossal destiny, which raises man to fame, though it may also grind him to powder!
Honesty prospers in every condition of life.
An honest man you may form of windle-straws, but to make a rogue you must have grist.
Fate hath no voice but the heart's impulse.
There is no such thing as chance; and what seem to us merest accident springs from the deepest source of destiny.