Life is largely a matter of expectation.
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.
Force without judgement falls on its own weight.
Many shall be restored that now are fallen and many shall fall that now are in honor.
Sport begets tumultuous strife and wrath, and wrath begets fierce quarrels and war to the death.
I am not bound over to swear allegiance to any master; where the storm drives me I turn in for shelter.