Lord, bid war's trumpet cease; Fold the whole earth in peace.

If I were dying, my last words would be: Have faith and pursue the unknown end.

Deep-seated preferences cannot be argued about - you cannot argue a man into liking a glass of beer.

My right to swing my fist ends where your nose begins.

To brag little, to lose well, / To crow gently if in luck, / To pay up, to own up, / To shut up if beaten, / Are the virtues of a sportingman.

Every calling is great when greatly pursued.

Between two groups of people who want to make inconsistent kinds of worlds, I see no remedy but force.