All men make mistakes, but a good man yields when he knows his course is wrong, and repairs the evil. The only crime is pride.

The curse of ignorance is that man without being good or evil is nevertheless satisfied with himself

To know that all is well, even if late will come to know it, is at least some gain.

Fear? What has a man to do with fear? Chance rules our lives, and the future is all unknown. Best live as we may, from day to day.

Enemies gifts are no gifts and do no good.

Dark, dark! The horror of darkness, like a shroud, wraps me and bears me on through mist and cloud.

For no one loves the bearer of bad tidings.