Selfishness, not love, is the actuating motive of the gallant.
Deep joy is a serene and sober emotion, rarely evinced in open merriment.
It would have cost me more trouble to escape from injustice, than it does to submit to it.
Ennui is the disease of hearts without feeling, and of minds without resources.
The feeble howl with the wolves, bray with the asses, and bleat with the sheep.
If we do not die for liberty, we shall soon have nothing left to do but weep for her.