No man ever became wise by chance.

Fortune dreads the brave, and is only terrible to the coward.

Live among others as if God beheld you; speak to God as if others were listening.

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.

No man can live happily who regards himself alone, who turns everything to his own advantage. Thou must live for another, if thou wishest to live for thyself.

Prudence and love cannot be mixed; you can end love, but never moderate it.

Nothing is so wretched or foolish as to anticipate misfortunes. What madness it is to be expecting evil before it comes.