The gods conceal from men the happiness of death, that they may endure life.

Might was the measure of right.

Nobody ever chooses the already unfortunate as objects of his loyal friendship.

Great fear is concealed under daring.

The mere apprehension of a coming evil has put many into a situation of the utmost danger.

The two World Wars came in part, like much modern literature and art, because men, whose nature is to tire of everything in turn, tired of common sense and civilization.