Granting our wish is one of Fate's saddest jokes.

No man can produce great things who is not thoroughly sincere in dealing with himself.

Men! whose boast it is that ye Come of fathers brave and free, If there breathe on earth a slave, Are ye truly free and brave?

A wise man travels to discover himself.

In life's small things be resolute and great To keep thy muscle trained; Know'st thou when Fate Thy measure takes, or when she'll say to thee, "I find thee worthy; do this deed for me?"

The greater your real strength and power, the quieter it will be exercised.

Truth, after all, wears a different face to everybody, and it would be too tedious to wait till all were agreed.