Nature turns all malfaisance to good.
The ancestor of every action is a thought.
When a man meets his make, society begins.
Far off, men swell, bully, and threaten; bring them hand to hand, and they are feeble folk.
Honor and fortune exist for him who always recognizes the neighborhood of the great, always feels himself in the presence of high causes.
The objection to conforming to usages that have become dead to you is, that it scatters your force.