I was very much disappointed in the Atlantic Ocean.
The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.
The sure way of knowing nothing about life is to try to make oneself useful.
Nature, which makes nothing durable, always repeats itself so that nothing which it makes may be lost.
The truth is never pure and rarely simple.
In war, the strong make slaves of the weak, and in peace the rich makes slaves of the poor.