Conscience is a man's compass.

Even the knowledge of my own fallibility cannot keep me from making mistakes. Only when I fall do I get up again.

Great things are not done by impulse, but by a series of small things brought together.

How can I be useful, of what service can I be? There is something inside me, what can it be?

I am not an adventurer by choice but by fate.

I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.

I wish they would only take me as I am.

If boyhood and youth are but vanity, must it not be our ambition to become men?

Love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much perfoms much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is done well.

Not much meat on her, but what's there is choice.