He Hears But Half Who Hears One

In Every Tyrant's Heart There Springs In The End This Poison, That He Cannot Trust A Friend.

Know Not To Revere Human Things Too Much.

He Who Learns Must Suffer. And Even In Our Sleep Pain That Cannot Forget Falls Drop By Drop Upon The Heart, And In Our Own Despair, Against Our Will, Comes Wisdom To Us By The Awful Grace Of God.

The High Strength Of Men Knows No Content With Limitation.

Who Holds A Power But Newly Gained Is Ever Stern Of Mood.