“Love is a passion Which kindles honor into noble acts.”

Nothing to build, and all things to destroy.

But how can finite grasp Infinity?

Boldness is a mask for fear, however great.

Beauty, like ice, our footing does betray; Who can tread sure on the smooth, slippery way: Pleased with the surface, we glide swiftly on, And see the dangers that we cannot shun.

Youth, beauty, graceful action seldom fail: But common interest always will prevail; And pity never ceases to be shown To him who makes the people’s wrongs his own.

Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.

Truth is never to be expected from authors whose understanding is warped with enthusiasm.

Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.

Repartee is the soul of conversation.

Beware of the fury of the patient man.

Treason is greatest where trust is greatest.

Death in itself is nothing; but we fear to be we know not what, we know not where.

Silence in times of suffering is the best.

Anger will never disappear so long as thoughts of resentment are cherished in the mind. Anger will disappear just as soon as thoughts of resentment are forgotten.

War is the trade of kings.

Satire is a kind of poetry in which human vices are reprehended.

All honor’s wounds are self-inflicted.

She is the fertile earth that blooms rubies with her blood and honor.

It is in the character of very few men to honor without envy a friend who has prospered.

I honor pain, for it is because of pain my touch has become tender, my words kinder and my heart humbler.

I love the name of honor, more than I fear death.

It’s okay to honor your past. It’s what brought you to beautiful memories.

Those who educate children well are more to be honored than they who produce them; for these only gave them life, those the art of living well.

Your age is your badge of honor.