It is said, that no one is a hero to their butler. The reason is, that it requires a hero to recognize a hero. The butler, however, will probably know well how to estimate his equals.

Rash combat oft immortalizes man; if he should fall, he is renowned in song; but after-ages reckon not the ceaseless tears which the forsaken woman sheds. Poets tell us not of the many nights consumed in weeping, or of the dreary days wherein her anguished soul vainly yearns to call her loved one back.

Action has magic, grace and power in it.

Do not, I beg you, look for anything behind phenomena. They are themselves their own lesson.

Nothing will change the fact that I cannot produce the least thing without absolute solitude.

Nothing is true, but that which is simple.

But the valid issue is the extent to which man knows how to form and master the material at his command.