Strong and rare natures are thus created; misery, almost always a stepmother, is sometimes a mother; privation gives birth to power of soul and mind; distress is the nurse of self-respect; misfortune is a good breast for great souls.

Idleness is the heaviest of all oppressions.

At the shrine of friendship never say die, let the wine of friendship never run dry

Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad.

Great blunders are often made, like large ropes, of a multitude of fibres.

Close by the Rights of Man, at the least set beside them, are the Rights of the Spirit.

History has its truth; and so has legend hers.