For deadly fear can time outgo, and blanch at once the hair.

To all, to each, a fair good-night, and pleasing dreams, and slumbers light.

Land of my sires! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand!

A sinful heart makes feeble hand.

For he that does good, having the unlimited power to do evil, deserves praise not only for the good which he performs, but for the evil which he forbears.

Teach self-denial and make its practice pleasure, and you can create for the world a destiny more sublime that ever issued from the brain of the wildest dreamer.

It was woman that taught me cruelty, and on woman therefore I have exercised it.