Nothing is ours really, not even our own souls!
Fashion exists for women with no taste, etiquette for people with no breeding.
Power is a companion it is not easy to part with, when it goes, the zest of life goes with it. With dry eyes and clenched fist, one stares after it, jealous of the next one it will single out.
in much knowledge there is also much grief.
My love for my country is my religion.
Nothing's far when one wants to get there.