Finding that the middle condition of life is by far the happiest, I look with little favor upon that of princes.
Even wisdom has to yield to self-interest.
Creatures of a day, what is any one? What is he not? Man is but a dream of a shadow. Yet when there comes as a gift of heaven a gleam of sunshine, there rest upon men a radiant light and, aye, a gentle life.
Success for the striven washes away the effort of striving.
To our own sorrows serious heed we give, But for another?s we soon cease to grieve.
War is sweet for those who haven't experienced it.