When A Man Must Force

Hope Is The Last Thing That Dies In Man; And Though It Be Exceedingly Deceitful, Yet It Is Of This Good Use To Us, That While We Are Traveling Through Life It Conducts Us In An Easier And More Pleasant Way To Our Journey's End.

It Is A Species Of Coquetry To Make A Parade Of Never Practising It.

One Forgives To The Degree That One Loves.

We Would Rather See Those To Whom We Do Good, Than Those Who Do Good To Us.

A Man Convinced Of His Own Merit Will Accept Misfortune As An Honor, For Thus Can He Persuade Others, As Well As Himself, That He Is A Worthy Target For The Arrows Of Fate.