It becomes an emperor to die standing (i.e., "in harness"). [Lat., Decet imperatorem statem mori.]

Dear me! I must be turning into a god.

Dear me, I believe I am becoming a god. An emperor ought at least to die on his feet.

The body of a dead enemy always smells sweet.

Riches are well, if gotten well and spent well.

Quell rebellion before it spreads.

It becomes an emperor to die standing.

Woe is me. Me thinks I'm turning into a god.

My beard grows down to my toes, I never wears no clothes, I wraps my hairAround my bare, And down the road I goes.

I'm supposed to hate you for what you did, I think. But her eyes linger on me in a way that refuses to let me.

If you are inclined to leave your character solitary for any considerable length of time, better question yourself. Fiction is association, not withdrawal.

Basically, success the way we've defined it is no longer sustainable. It's no longer sustainable for human beings or for societies.

Cooking like everything else in France is logic and fashion.

To like things like, whatever one may ail; There is certain help.

Begin with bodhicitta, do the main practice without concepts,Conclude by dedicating the merit. These, together and complete,Are the three vital supports for progressing on the path to liberation.

If you can start with effort then you have a chance.

In every person there is a sun. Just let them shine.

It is impossible to think about the welfare of the world unless the condition of women is improved. It is impossible for a bird to fly on only one wing.