Take hope from the heart of man, and you make him a beast of prey.
Petty laws breed great crimes.
Woman already controls by not seeming to do so. Talk no more of her rights.
It is only to those who have never lived that death ever can seems beautiful.
Coleridge cried; "O God, how glorious it is to live!" Renan asks, "O God, when will it be worth while to live?" In Nature we echo the poet; in the world we echo the thinker.
Death! It is rest to the aged, it is oblivion to the atheist, it is immortality to the poet!