Adversity deprives us of our judgment.
It is of eloquence as of a flame; it requires matter to feed it, and motion to excite it; and it brightens as it burns.
Even for learned men, love of fame is the last thing to be given up.
The brave and bold persist even against fortune; the timid and cowardly rush to despair though fear alone.
Crime succeeds by sudden despatch; honest counsels gain vigor by delay.
To rob, to ravage, to murder, in their imposing language, are the arts of civil policy. When they have made the world a solitude, they call it peace.