Be like the bird who, pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and yet sings, knowing she hath wings.

She might have melted a heart of stone, but nothing can melt a heart of wood.

If a man has his throat cut in Paris, it's a murder. If 50,000 people are murdered in the east, it is a question.

As the purse is emptied, the heart is filled.

Where no plan is laid, where the disposal of time is surrendered merely to the chance of incident, chaos will soon reign.

He had slipped, climbed, rolled, searched, walked, persevered, that is all. Such is the secret of all triumphs.

There is one thing stronger than all the armies in the world, and that is an idea whose time as come.