Perseverance, secret of all triumphs.
Forty is the old age of youth; fifty the youth of old age.
Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead.--I shall feel it.
It is ourselves we have to fear. Prejudice is the real robber, and vice the real murderer.
The author creates a book and the people accept or not accept it. The creator of a book is an author and the creator of it`s fate are people.
by making himself a priest made himself a demon.