True happiness is...to enjoy the present, without anxious dependence upon the future.

He who has great power should use it lightly.

What nature requires is obtainable, and within easy reach. It is for the superfluous we sweat.

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.

The great pilot can sail even when his canvass is rent.

It's the great soul that surrenders itself to fate, but a puny degenerate thing that struggles.

There are many things akin to highest deity that are still obscure. Some may be too subtle for our powers of comprehension, others imperceptible to us because such exalted majesty conceals itself in the holiest part of its sanctuary, forbidding access to any power save that of the spirit. How many heavenly bodies revolve unseen by human eye!