What-so-ever the mind has ordained for itself, it has achieved
Haste trips up its own heels, fetters and stops itself.
To be enslaved to oneself is the heaviest of all servitudes.-
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.
Unjust rule does not last forever.
For many men, the acquisition of wealth does not end their troubles, it only changes them.