A cunning fellow is man, inventive beyond all expectation, he reaches sometimes evil and sometimes good
There is no greater evil than anarchy.
The sleep of a sick man has keen eyes. It is a sleep unsleeping.
Be a thrifty steward of thy goods.
Now let the weeping cease; Let no one mourn again. These things are in the hands of God.
I was not born to share the hate, but love.