To Call War The Soil

There Is Nothing Sweeter Than To Be Sympathized With.

For A Man Who Has Done His Natural Duty, Death Is As Natural As Sleep.

Our Character ... Is An Omen Of Our Destiny, And The More Integrity We Have And Keep, The Simpler And Nobler That Destiny Is Likely To Be.

Reason And Happiness Are Like Other Flowers; They Wither When Plucked.

The Effort Of Art Is To Keep What Is Interesting In Existence, To Recreate It In The Eternal.