If the tongue had not been framed for articulation, man would still be a beast in the forest.

When we quarrel, how we wish we had been blameless.

The martyr cannot be dishonored. Every lash inflicted is a tongue of fame; every prison a more illustrious abode.

If the stars should appear but one night every thousand years how man would marvel and stare.

Man is a piece of the universe made alive.

There is no eloquence without a man behind it.