It is not from reason that justice springs, but goodness is born of wisdom.
When we lose one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
The dog who meets with a good master is the happier of the two.
An act of goodness is of itself an act of happiness.
It is death that is the guide of our life, and our life has no goal but death.
The manner in which the hours of freedom are spent determines, no less than labor and war, the moral worth of a nation.