The most hateful grief of all human griefs is to have knowledge of a truth, but no power over the event.

Whatever comes from God is impossible for a man to turn back.

As the old saw says well: every end does not appear together with its beginning.

How can a monarchy be a suitable thing, which allows a man to do as he pleases with none to hold him to account. And even if you were to take the best man on earth, and put him into a monarchy, you put outside him the thoughts that usually guide him.

These 'messengers' will not be hindered from accomplishing at their best speed the distance which they have to go, either by snow, or rain, or heat, or by the darkness of night.

A general curiosity about the unknown sparked by the multicultural milieu in which I spent my formative years. There was a lot of unknown back then, too. I dare say it was easier to be an explorer then.

The trials of living and the pangs of disease make even the short span of life too long.