Our memory is a more perfect world than the universe: it gives back life to those who no longer exist.
Every government has as much of a duty to avoid war as a ship's captain has to avoid a shipwreck.
Patriotism is a kind of religion; it is the egg from which wars are hatched.
The simplest of women are wonderful liars who can extricate themselves from the most difficult dilemmas with a skill bordering on genius.
If I could, I would stop the passage of time. But hour follows on hour, minute on minute, each second robbing me of a morsel of myself for the nothing of tomorrow. I shall never experience this moment again.
Whence come those mysterious influences which change our happiness into discouragement, and our self-confidence into diffidence?