It has been said that Poland is dead, exhausted, enslaved, but here is the proof of her life and triumph.

There is within us a moral instinct which forbids us to rejoice at the death of even an enemy.

Day is like day as two beads in a rosary, unless changes of weather form the only variety.

It has been said that Poland is dead, exhausted, enslaved, but here is the proof of her life and triumph.

He always smiles, even when contemplating nothing good.

On an exhausted field, only weeds grow.

An excessive preponderance of an idealistic mood is harmful to society: it creates daydreaming, political Don Quixotism, hope for heavenly intervention. This is an undeniable truth--but it is also true that every extreme is harmful.