Strange, (is it not?) that battles, martyrs, blood, even assassination should so condense - perhaps only really lastingly condense - a Nationality.

A man can be a hero in any profession

Whoever is not in his coffin and the dark grave, let him know he has enough.

I have learned that to be with those I like is enough.

The Americans, like the English, probably make love worse than any other race.

All the things of the universe are perfect miracles, each as profound as any.

Let that which stood in front go behind, let that which was behind advance to the front, let bigots, fools, unclean persons, offer new propositions, let the old propositions be postponed.