We Must Make Good People Wish That

If We Regulate Our Conduct According To Our Own Convictions, We May Safely Disregard The Praise Or Censure Of Others.

If We Examine Our Thoughts, We Shall Find Them Always Occupied With The Past Or The Future.

Man Is Only A Reed, The Weakest In Nature, But He Is A Thinking Reed. There Is No Need For The Whole Universe To Take Up Arms To Crush Him: A Vapour, A Drop Of Water Is Enough To Kill Him. But Even If The Universe Were To Crush Him, Man Would Still Be Nobler Than His Slayer, Because He Knows That He Is Dying And The Advantage The Universe Has Over Him. The Universe Knows None Of This.

No Soul Of High Estate Can Take Pleasure In Slander. It Betrays A Weakness.

I Bring You The Gift Of These Four Words: I Believe In You.