Great Men Are Sometimes So Even In

Sometimes A Lengthened Period Of Prosperity Melts Away In A Moment; Just As The Heat Of Summer Flies Before A Day Of Tempest.

The Light Of The Dawn Is Not So Sweet As The First Glimpses Of Fame.

We Are Almost Always Guilty Of The Hate We Encounter.

The Greatest Evil That Fortune Can Bring To Men Is To Endow Them With Feeble Resources And Yet To Make Them Ambitious.

Despair Puts The Last Touch Not Only To Our Misery But Also To Our Weakness.