Life, without the dignity of an intelligent being, is not worth having.
He who seeks to terrify others is more in fear himself.
He is next to the gods whom reason, and not passion, impels; and who, after weighing the facts, can measure the punishment with discretion.
The best manners are stained by haughtiness.
Here is a fine field for talent.
Men live best upon a little; Nature has given to all the privilege of being happy, if they but knew how to use their gifts.
The fickle populace always change with the prince.
What it missing, I think, is this notion of the common good.
The decay of old aristocratic prejudices against greedy speculation, the undermining of orthodox Christian faith (which forbids avarice). . . the debauching of agriculture to a gross money-getting concern: these particular aspects of a vast and voracious concentration upon profits are so many illustrations of our sinning confusion of values.
I struck my match, she poured out her gasoline. We burn now. All the time.
Life is a warfare; and he who easily desponds deserts a double duty--he betrays the noblest property of man, which is dauntless resolution; and he rejects the providence of that All-Gracious Being who guides and rules the universe.