Heroic, stoic Cato, the sententious,
Who lent his lady to his friend Hortensius.

Heroic, stoic Cato, the sententious,
Who lent his lady to his friend Hortensius.

In brief, I don't stick to declare, Father Dick,
So they call him for short, is a regular brick;
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In brief, I don't stick to declare, Father Dick,
So they call him for short, is a regular brick;
A metaphor taken--I have not the page aright--
From an ethical work by the Stagyrite.

Even the roughest character, underneath all that hurt, is someone who wants to love and be loved.

Even the roughest character, underneath all that hurt, is someone who wants to love and be loved.

Excellence is not a singular act, but a habit. You are what you repeatedly do.

Excellence is not a singular act, but a habit. You are what you repeatedly do.

Character is like a tree and reputation like its shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree read more

Character is like a tree and reputation like its shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.

Our character is what we do when we think no one is looking.

Our character is what we do when we think no one is looking.

They love, they hate, but cannot do without him.

They love, they hate, but cannot do without him.

Many men are mere warehouses full of merchandise--the head, the
heart, are stuffed with goods. . . . There read more

Many men are mere warehouses full of merchandise--the head, the
heart, are stuffed with goods. . . . There are apartments in
their souls which were once tenanted by taste, and love, and joy,
and worship, but they are all deserted now, and the rooms are
filled with earthy and material things.

To wish you were someone else is to waste the person you are.

To wish you were someone else is to waste the person you are.