Kings play at war unfairly with republics; they can only lose some earth, and some creatures they value as little, while republics lose in every soldier a part of themselves.

We cannot conquer fate and necessity, yet we can yield to them in such a manner as to be greater than if we could.

Wrong is but falsehood put in practice.

The wise become as the unwise in the enchanted chambers of Power, whose lamps make every face the same colour.

The happy never say, and never hear said, farewell.

A critic is never too severe when he only detects the faults of an author. But he is worse than too severe when, in consequence of this detection, be presumes to place himself on a level with genius.

I see the rainbow in the sky, the dew upon the grass; I see them, and I ask not why they glimmer or they pass. With folded arms I linger not to call them back; 'twere vain: In this, or in some other spot, I know they'll shine again.