The brave find a home in every land.

Use the occasion, for it passes swiftly.

Whether you call my heart affectionate, or you call it womanish: I confess, that to my misfortune, it is soft.

There are a thousand forms of evil; there will be a thousand remedies.

Nothing retains its form; new shapes from old. Nature, the great inventor, ceaselessly contrives. In all creation, be assured, there is no death - no death, but only change and innovation; what we men call birth is but a different new beginning; death is but to cease to be the same. Perhaps this may have moved to that, and that to this, yet still the sum of things remains the same.

Be bold, take courage... and be strong of soul

Work while your strength and years permit you; crooked age will by-and-by come upon you with silent foot.