Who hath not known ill fortune, never knew himself, or his own virtue.

True valor, on virtue founded strong, meets all events alike.

Affliction is the wholesome soil of virtue, where patience, honor, sweet humility, and calm fortitude, take root and strongly flourish.

Uncertainty! fell demon of our fears! The human soul that can support despair, supports not thee.

Nature does not loathe virtue: it is unaware of its existence

Nature does not loathe virtue: it is unaware of its existence.