“I have lived long enough to satisfy both nature and glory.”

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

It is easier to find men who will volunteer to die, than to find those who are willing to endure pain with patience.

I am prepared to resort to anything, to submit to anything, for the sake of the commonwealth.

The difference between a republic and an empire is the loyalty of one’s army.

He conquers twice, who shows mercy to the conquered.

The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones.

It is not these well-fed long-haired men that I fear, but the pale and the hungry-looking.

Go on, my friend, and fear nothing; you carry Caesar and his fortune in your boat.

If you must break the law, do it to seize power: in all other cases observe it.

Men in general are quick to believe that which they wish to be true.

In war, events of importance are the result of trivial causes.

Fortune, which has a great deal of power in other matters but especially in war, can bring about great changes in a situation through very slight forces.

No music is so charming to my ear as the requests of my friends, and the supplications of those in want of my assistance.

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings.

It’s only hubris if I fail.

Men willingly believe what they wish.

The Bread that we need each day to grow in eternal life, makes of our will a docile instrument of the Divine Will; sets the Kingdom of God within us; gives us pure lips, and a pure heart with which to glorify his holy name.

You little star that shines so bright you make the whole sky look glorious from a million miles away.

But rejoice, inasmuch as ye are partakers of Christ’s sufferings; that, when his glory shall be revealed, ye may be glad also with exceeding joy.

Angels, living light most glorious! Beneath the Godhead in burning desire in the darkness and mystery of creation you look on the eye of your God never taking your fill: What glorious pleasures take shape within you!

Yet this is the watch by night. Let us all accept new strength, and real tenderness. And at dawn, armed with glowing patience, we will enter the cities of glory.

The creator of the heavens obeys a carpenter; the God of eternal glory listens to a poor virgin. Has anyone ever witnessed anything comparable to this?

The sign of the amateur is overglorification of and preoccupation with the mystery. The professional shuts up. She doesn’t talk about it. She does her work.

God never made anyone else exactly like you, and he never will again. Thank him for yourself and then for all the rest of his glorious handiwork.