A man's fate is his own temper.

Grief is the agony of an instant; the indulgence of Grief the blunder of a life.

Like all great travellers I have seen more than I remember, and remember more than I have seen.

I repeat that all power is a trust; that we are accountable for its exercise; that from the people, and for the people all springs, and all must exist.

Only the brave know how to forgive...A coward never forgave; it is not in his nature.

E o abade pancudo que a tardinha, a varanda, palita o dente furado saboreando o seu cafe com um ar paterno, traz dentro em si os indistintos restos dum Torquem…

The north German does not go in for extremes. He has broader horizons than the men from the mountains of Bavaria and Austria.