Men often make up in wrath what they want in reason.
A crowd always thinks with its sympathy, never with its reason.
A fretful fancy is constantly flinging its possessor into gratuitous tophets.
The devil may be bullied, but not the Deity.
What is the highest secret to victory and peace? To will what God wills, and strike a league with destiny.
A sigh can shatter a castle in the air.