“The worst part a man can suffer is to have insight into much and power over nothing.”

Envy is so natural to human kind, that it cannot but arise.

If you have two loaves of bread, keep one to nourish the body, but sell the other to buy hyacinths for the soul.

Remember that with her clothes a woman puts off her modesty.

A multitude of rulers is not a good thing. Let there be one ruler, one king.

Dreams in general take their rise from those incidents which have most occupied the thoughts during the day.

Some give up their designs when they have almost reached the goal; while others, on the contrary, obtain a victory by exerting, at the last moment, more vigorous efforts than ever before.

Unless a variety of opinions are laid before us, we have no opportunity of selection, but are bound of necessity to adopt the particular view which may have been brought forward.

The man who has planned badly, if fortune is on his side, may have had a stroke of luck; but his plan was a bad one nonetheless.

Great things are won by great dangers.

Far better it is to have a stout heart always and suffer one’s share of evils, than to be ever fearing what may happen.

Before a man dies, hold back and call him not happy but lucky.

Good masters generally have bad slaves, and bad slaves have good masters.

Adversity has the effect of drawing out strength and qualities of a man that would have laid dormant in its absence.

Where even a falsehood must be told, let it be told.

I am bound to tell what I am told, but not in every case to believe it.

Great deeds are usually wrought at great risks.

Man’s sensitivity to the little things and insensitivity to the greatest are the signs of a strange disorder.

Without Jesus Christ man must be in vice and misery with Jesus Christ man is free from vice and misery in Him is all our virtue and all our happiness. Apart from Him there is but vice, misery, darkness, death, despair.

I’m not a spiteful man, never been. I always forgive. The final decision isn’t mine, but God’s. God knows what He does.

Ye Children of Man! whose life is a span, Protracted with sorrow from day to day, Naked and featherless, feeble and querulous, Sickly, calamitous creatures of clay!

A man becomes a Christian, he is not born one.

Man believes in the possible, but God believes in the impossible.

We say, and we say openly, and while ye torture us, mangled and gory we cry out, “We worship God through Christ!” Believe Him a man: it is through Him and in Him that God willeth Himself to be known and worshipped.

In films murders are always very clean. I show how difficult it is and what a messy thing it is to kill a man.