The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.

The more we study, the more we discover our ignorance

Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.

We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.

Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in uniform: he only adds the infamy of servitude to the crime of murder.