When a dog barks at the moon, then it is religion; but when he barks at strangers, it is patriotism!

Wisdom is knowing what to do next; virtue is doing it.

There cannot be perfect civilization until Man realizes that the rights of every living creature are as sacred as his own.

Wisdom is knowing. Skill is know how to do it. Virtue is doing it.

Whatever you attempt, go at it with spirit.

There is no real excellence in all this world which can be separated from right living.

The problem of life is not to make life easier, but to make men stronger.

Be a life long or short, its completeness depends on what it was lived for

To say no at the right time, and then stand by it, is the first element of success. He is the wise man who, for all his life, can keep mind and soul and body clean.

All war is murder, robbery, trickery, and no nation ever escaped losses of men, prosperity and virility. War knows no victor.

Rome endured as long as there were Romans. America will endure as long as we remain American in spirit and in thought.

At sixteen, Sabina took moon baths, first of all, because everyone else took sun baths, and second, she admitted, because she had been told it was dangerous.

I'm the slowest driver in the world.

I couldn't get any jobs, and when that happens, you get so humble it's disgusting. I didn't feel like a man anymore -- I felt really creepy. I was bumping into walls and saying, Excuse me.

That's where my job comes in. Getting the E.U. and U.S. to agree.

I don't think people should think of women's issues as auxiliary issues - they are central.

I wonder if, in fact, we have been observed by aliens and upon close examination of human conduct and human behavior they have concluded that there is no sign of intelligent life on Earth.

I'm excited about being an owner, it's got my competitive juices going. I'm scared, but excited as well.

Gavroche had fallen only to rise again; he sat up, a long stream of blood rolled down his face, he raised both arms in air, looked in the direction whence the shot came, and began to sing.

The last loud trumpet's wondrous sound, Shall thro' the rending tombs rebound, And wake the nations under ground.