Fools rush in where angels fear to tread.
The love of one?s country is a splendid thing. But why should love stop at the border?
What is fame? The advantage of being known by people of whom you yourself know nothing, and for whom you care as little.
The work an unknown good man has done is like a vein of water flowing hidden underground, secretly making the ground green.
Have the wild things no moral or legal rights? What right has man to inflict such long and fearful agony on a fellow creature, simply because that creature does not speak his language?
I see her not dispirited, not weak, but well, remembering that she has seen dark times before, indeed with a kind of instinct that she sees a little better in a cloudy day.
Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.
We cannot control the evil tongues of others; but a good life enables us to disregard them.