There is a transcendent power in example.

In this world of change naught which comes stays and naught which goes is lost.

There are but two future verbs which man may appropriate confidently and without pride: "I shall suffer," and "I shall die.

Men are always invoking justice; yet it is justice which should make them tremble.

If it were ever allowable to forget what is due to superiority of rank, it would be when the privileged themselves remember it.

Consolation heaps without contact; somewhat like the blessed air which we need but to breathe.

We are all of us, in this world, more or less like St. January, whom the inhabitants of Naples worship one day, and pelt with baked apples the next.