One must steer, not talk.

Life's like a play; it's not the length, but the excellence of the acting that matters.

Time hath often cured the wound which reason failed to heal.

War I abhor, and yet how sweet The sound along the marching street Of drum and fife, and I forget Wet eyes of widows, and forget Broken old mothers, and the whole Dark butchery without a soul.

A dwarf is small even if he stands on a mountain; a colossus keeps his height, even if he stands in a well.

Drunkenness is nothing else but a voluntary madness.

His head was turned by too great success.