I only take a half share in the civil war; I am willing to die, I am not willing to kill.
How frightened hypocrisy hastens to defend itself.
The wise man does not grow old, but ripens.
Monsieur' to a convict is a glass of water to a man dying of thirst at sea; ignominy thirsts for respect.
Greater than the tread of mighty armies is an idea whose time has come.
If I speak, I am condemned. If I stay silent, I am damned!