I will neither yield to the song of the siren nor the voice of the hyena, the tears of the crocodile nor the howling of the wolf.

Let no man value at a little price A virtuous woman's counsel; her winged spirit Is feathered often times with heavenly words, And, like her beauty, ravishing and pure.

Man is a torch borne in the wind; a dream But of a shadow, summed with all his substance.

They're only truly great who are truly good.

I will neither yield to the song of the siren nor the voice of the hyena, the tears of the crocodile nor the howling of the wolf.

Each natural agent works but to this end,- To render that it works on like itself.

The best way to accomplish something is to just do it, and then find the courage afterward.