It Is Pleasant To Recall Past Troubles.

The Happiest End Of Life Is This: When The Mind And The Other Senses Being Unimpaired, The Same Nature Which Put It Together Takes Asunder Her Own Work.

Every Word That Is Unnecessary Only Pours Over The Side Of A Brimming Mind.

Hatred Is A Settled Anger.

The Only Excuse For War Is That We May Live In Peace Unharmed.

When War Is Raging The Laws Are Dumb.