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Kings are the slaves of history.

I simply want to live; to cause no evil to anyone but myself.

It's not given to people to judge what's right or wrong. People have eternally been mistaken and will be mistaken, and in nothing more than in what they consider right and wrong.

In the best, the friendliest and simplest relations flattery or praise is necessary, just as grease is necessary to keep wheels turning.

Nothing is so necessary for a young man as the company of intelligent women.

We can know only that we know nothing. And that is the highest degree of human wisdom.

When seeing a dying animal a man feels a sense of horror; substance similar to his own is perishing before his eyes. But when it is a beloved and intimate human being that is dying, besides this horror at the extinction of life there is a severance, a spiritual wound, which like a physical wound is sometimes fatal and sometimes heals, but always aches and shrinks at any external irritating touch.

Who are they? Why are they running? Can they be coming at me? And why? To kill me? M e who eveyone is so fond of? He remembered his mother's love for him, and his family's, and his friends', and the enemy's intention to kill him seemed impossibe.