Even when someone battles hard, there is an equal portion for one who lingers behind, and in the same honor are held both the coward and the brave man; the idle man and he who has done much meet death alike.

Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another.

Which would you rather be, a conqueror in the Olympic games, or the crier that proclaims who are conquerors?

A woman is a lot like a refrigerator. Six feet tall, 300 pounds...it makes ice.

The melancholy joys of evils pass'd, For he who much has suffer'd, much will know.

A small rock holds back a great wave.

A man dies still if he has done nothing, as one who has done much.