For I have been a man, and that means to have been a fighter.
Deny yourself! You must deny yourself! That is the song that never ends.
A talent is formed in stillness, a character in the world's torrent.
A man may twist as he pleases, and do what he pleases, but he inevitably comes back to the track to which nature has destined him.
Daring ideas are like chessmen moved forward; they may be beaten, but they may start a winning game.
Whatever we think out, whatever we take in hand to do, should be perfectly and finally finished, that the world, if it must alter, will only have to spoil it; we have then nothing to do but unite the severed, to recollect and restore the dismembered.