The only true infidelity is for a live man to vote himself dead.

It is only when caught in the swift, sudden turn of death, that mortals realise the silent, subtle, ever-present perils of life.

Poor people make a very poor business of it when they try to seem rich.

When among wild beasts, if they menace you, be a wild beast.

Failure is the test of greatness.

Surrounded as we are by the wants and woes of our fellow-men, and yet given to follow our own pleasures, regardless of their pains, are we not like people sitting up with a corpse, and making merry in the house of the dead?

It is not for man to follow the trail of truth too far, since by so doing he entirely loses the directing compass of his mind.