“Women have two weapons – cosmetics and tears”

Prejudice, not being founded on reason, cannot be removed by argument.

If you are idle, be not solitary; if you are solitary be not idle.

The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good.

If a madman were to come into this room with a stick in his hand, no doubt we should pity the state of his mind; but our primary consideration would be to take care of ourselves. We should knock him down first, and pity him afterwards.

A horse that can count to ten is a remarkable horse, not a remarkable mathematician.

Nothing will ever be attempted if all possible objections must first be overcome.

Books like friends, should be few and well-chosen.

Curiosity is, in great and generous minds, the first passion and the last.

Sorrow is the mere rust of the soul. Activity will cleanse and brighten it.

There must always be a struggle between a father and son, while one aims at power and the other at independence.

A man who both spends and saves money is the happiest man, because he has both enjoyments.

The Irish are a fair people: They never speak well of one another.

Life affords no higher pleasure than that of surmounting difficulties.

Courage is the greatest of all virtues, because if you haven’t courage, you may not have an opportunity to use any of the others.

Patriotism is the last refuge of the scoundrel.

The superiority of some men is merely local. They are great because their associates are little.

A man’s greatest joy is crushing his enemies.

One should never be ashamed to cry. Tears are rain on the dust of earth.

Man’s greatest joy is to slay his enemy, plunder his riches, ride his steeds, see the tears of his loved ones and embrace his women.

The pleasure and joy of man lies in treading down the rebel and conquering the enemy, in tearing him up by the root, in taking from him all that he has.

The greatest happiness is to vanquish your enemies, to chase them before you, to rob them of their wealth, to see those dear to them bathed in tears, to clasp to your bosom their wives and daughters.

We need never be ashamed of our tears.

Let them go or you’ll be drowning in your sorrow and tears you have saved up all these years.

I’ve been living with this fear that if my eyes start to tear, they will be drowning me.