Any fool can carry on, but a wise man knows how to shorten sail in time.
Vanity plays lurid tricks with our memory.
The true peace of God begins at any spot a thousand miles from the nearest land.
Yet, when one thinks of it, diplomacy without force is a but a rotten reed to lean upon.
the mind of man is capable of anything--because everything is in it, all the past as well as the future
Everything belonged to him--but that was a trifle. The thing to know was what he belonged to, how many powers of darkness claimed him for their own.