He came by a leap to the goal of purpose, not by the toilsome steps of reason. On the instant his headlong spirit declared his purpose: this was the one being for him in all the world: at this altar he would light a lamp of devotion, and keep it burning forever.

Tomorrow is no man's gift.

War is cruelty, and none can make it gentle.

There is no refuge from memory and remorse in this world. The spirits of our foolish deeds haunt us, with or without repentance.

Ah, lady, when I gave my heart to thee, It passed into thy lifelong regency.

There is no influence like the influence of habit.

It's the people who try to be clever who never are; the people who are clever never think of trying to be.