The conditions of conquest are always easy. We have but to toil awhile, endure awhile, believe always, and never turn back
A happy life is one which is in accordance with its own nature.
It is wrong not to give a hand to the fallen. This right is common to the whole human race.
The great soul surrenders itself to fate.
Malice drinks one-half of its own poison.
It is not death we fear, but the thought of it.