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 man from whom the joys of life have departed is living no more, but should be counted with the dead.
In a just cause the weak will beat the strong.
Not even old age knows how to love death.
To be doing good deeds is man's most glorious task.
Love, you mock us for your sport.