Solitude is sometimes the best society.
To-morrow to fresh woods, and pastures new.
If it come to prohibiting, there is aught more likely to be prohibited than truth itself.
At His birth a star, unseen before in heaven, proclaims Him come.
That power Which erring men call Chance.
All is not lost, the unconquerable will, and study of revenge, immortal hate, and the courage never to submit or yield.