Nobody loves the light like the blind man.

...But listen, there will be more joy in heaven over the tears of a repentant sinner than over the white robes of a hundred just men.

Wherever the Turkish hoof trods, no grass grows.

It is most pleasant to commit a just action which is disagreeable to someone whom one does not like.

Now, one cannot read nonsense with impunity.

The onward march of the human race requires that the heights around it constantly blaze with noble lessons of courage. Deeds of daring dazzle history and form one of man's guiding lights.

The realities of life do not allow themselves to be forgotten.