He who could have been a torch and stoops to being a pair of jaws is a deserter.
Man loves liberty, even if he does not know that he loves it. He is driven by it and flees from where it does not exist.
Oh, what company good poets are!
Mountains culminate in peaks, and nations in men.
There is happiness in duty, although it may not seem so.
The first duty of a man is to think for himself