The country is not priest-ridded, but press-ridden.
Happy art thou, as if every day thou hadst picked up a horseshoe.
There's nothing fair nor beautiful, but takes Something from thee, that makes it beautiful.
The greatest firmness is the greatest mercy.
See yonder little cloud, that, borne aloft So tenderly by the wind, floats fast away Over the snowy peaks!
Man is unjust, but God is just; and finally justice triumphs.