I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute.
“No man speaketh, or should speak, of his prince, that which he hath not weighed whether it will consist with that veneration which should be preserved inviolate to him.”
“I don't know anybody's road who's been paved perfectly for them, there are no manuals, you don't know what life has in store for you.”