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.

Shun no toil to make yourself remarkable by some talent or other.

No evil is without its compensation.

The good things of prosperity are to be wished; but the good things that belong to adversity are to be admired.

We have lost morals, justice, honor, piety and faith, and that sense of shame which, once lost, can never be restored.

Simple is the language of truth.

My joy in learning is partly that it enables me to teach.