“Only the soldier is a free man, because he can look death in the face.”

Appearance rules the world.

To know thyself- in others self-concern; Would’st thou know others? read thyself–and learn!

The zeal of friends it is that razes me, And not the hate of enemies.

Illusion is brief, but repentance is long.

Votes should be weighed not counted.

He that is over-cautious will accomplish but very little.

In a narrow circle the mind grows narrow. The more one expands, the larger their aims.

A childlike mind in its simplicity practises that science of good to which the wise may be blind.

Individual character is in the right that is in strict consistence with itself. Self-contradiction is the only wrong.

The iron chain and the silken cord are both equally bonds.

Dear is my friend–yet from my foe, as from my friend, comes good: My friend shows what I can do, and my foe what I should.

The dream is short, repentance long.

Cling to thy native land, for it is the land of thy fathers?

Without a home must the soldier go, a changeful wanderer, and can warm himself at no home-lit hearth.

The joke loses everything when the joker laughs himself.

The mind is the eyesight of the soul.

After the writer’s death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.

Any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in Mankind; And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.

You can fight against people, and fight to the death, but can’t control the world.

Live and die in Aristotle’s works.

You have to forget about what other people say, when you’re supposed to die, or when you’re supposed to be loving. You have to forget about all these things.

If penicillin can cure those that are ill, Spanish sherry can bring the dead back to life.

Mercy did not exist in the primordial life. It was misunderstood for fear, and such misunderstandings made for death.

In the fullness of time, educated people will believe there is no soul independent of the body, and hence no life after death.