Another sort of false prayers are our regrets. Discontent is the way of self-reliance: it is infirmity of will. Regret calamities, if you can thereby help the sufferer; if not, attend your own work, and already the evil begins to be repaired.
Music is the poor man's Parnassus.
The present is an edifice which God cannot rebuild.
Every noble activity makes room for itself.
No man gains credit for his cowardly courtesies.
The god of Victory is said to be one-handed, but Peace gives victory to both sides.