Fear Of Death Is Worse Than Dying.

Virtue, Though Clothed In A Beggar's Garb, Commands Respect.

We, We Live! Ours Are The Hours, And The Living Have Their Claims.

A Virtuous Name Is The Precious Only Good, For Which Queens And Peasants' Wives Must Contest Together.

Full Of Wisdom Are The Ordinations Of Fate.

The Greeks Put Us To Shame Not Only By Their Simplicity, Which Is Foreign To Our Age; They Are At The Same Time Our Rivals, Nay, Frequently Our Models, In Those Very Points Of Superiority From Which We Seek Comfort When Regretting The Unnatural Character Of Our Manners. We See That Remarkable People Uniting At Once Fullness Of Form And Fullness Of Substance, Both Philosophising And Creating, Both Tender And Energetic, Uniting A Youthful Fancy To The Virility Of Reason In A Glorious Humanity.