The mountains, the forest, and the sea, render men savage they develop the fierce, but yet do not destroy the human.

Civil war? What does that mean? Is there any foreign war? Isn't every war fought between men, between brothers?

Men like me are impossible until the day when they become necessary.

Men become accustomed to poison by degrees.

He, who every morning plans the transactions of the day, and follows that plan, carries a thread that will guide him through a labyrinth of the most busy life.