Accustom yourself to that which you bear ill, and you will bear it well.

Those who boast of their descent, brag on what they owe to others.

Sovereignty over any foreign land is insecure.

We should every night call ourselves to an account: What infirmity have I mastered today? What passions opposed? What temptation resisted? What virtue acquired? Our vices will abate of themselves if they be brought every day to the shrift.

If we let things terrify us, life will not be worth living.

You roll my log, and I will roll yours.

If ever you come upon a grove of ancient trees which have grown to an exceptional height, shutting out a view of sky by a veil of pleached and intertwining branches, then the loftiness of the forest, the seclusion of the spot and your marvel at the thick unbroken shade in the midst of the open spaces, will prove to you the presence of deity.