Talent is nurtured in solitude; character is formed in the stormy billows of the world.

A man's shortcomings are taken from his epoch; his virtues and greatness belong to himself.

Hatred is active, and envy passive dislike; there is but one step from envy to hate.

Once more I am a wanderer, a pilgrim, through the world. But what else are you?

Thank God when he oppresses you, and again when he releases you.

To have more, you must first be more.

We always hope, and in all things it is better to hope than to despair.