In avoiding one vice fools rush into the opposite extreme.
You will live wisely if you are happy in your lot.
A word once let out of the cage cannot be whistled back again.
I beseech you to treasure up in your hearts these my parting words: Be ashamed to die until you have won some victory for humanity.
With you I should love to live, with you be ready to die.
I am frightened at seeing all the footprints directed towards thy den, and none returning.