Where the banana grows man is sensual and cruel.
All history is a record of the power of minorities, and of minorities of one.
Greatness is a property for which no man gets credit too soon; it must be possessed long before it is acknowledged.
No great man ever complains of want of opportunity.
There the great Planter plants Of fruitful worlds the grain, And with a million spells enchants The souls that walk in pain.
The affections cannot keep their youth any more than men.