To win the secret of a weed's plain heart.
Tyrants are but the spawn of Ignorance, Begotten by the slaves they trample on.
One thorn of experience is worth a whole wilderness of warning.
Most men make the voyage of life as if they carried sealed orders which they were not to open till they were fairly in mid-ocean.
Who's not sat tense before his own heart's curtain.
If we see light at the end of the tunnel, it's the light of the oncoming train.