They Who Are Sad Find Somehow Sweetness

For The Good, When Praised, Feel Something Of Disgust, If To Excess Commended.

A Coward Turns Away, But A Brave Man's Choice Is Danger.

Let No One Think Of Me That I Am Humble Or Weak Or Passive; Let Them Understand I Am Of A Different Kind: Dangerous To My Enemies, Loyal To My Friends. To Such A Life Glory Belongs.

If We Could Be Twice Young And Twice Old We Could Correct All Our Mistakes.

Everyone Asks If A Man Is Rich, No One If He Is Good.