Stories happen to those who tell them.

It is men who make a city, not walls or ships.

Human nature is the one constant through human history. It is always there.

Boasting and bravado may exist in the breast even of the coward, if he is successful through a mere lucky hit; but a just contempt of an enemy can alone arise in those who feel that they are superior to their opponent by the prudence of their measures.

Remember that this greatness was won by men with courage, with knowledge of their duty, and with a sense of honor in action.

Those who really deserve praise are the people who, while human enough to enjoy power, nevertheless pay more attention to justice than they are compelled to do by their situation.

I have written my work, not as an essay which is to win the applause of the moment, but as a possession for all time