Though nature be ever so generous yet can she not make a hero alone. Fortune must contribute her part too and till both concur the work cannot be perfected.
A work can become modern only if it is first postmodern. Postmodernism thus...
But the wicked passions of men's hearts alone seem strong enough to leave...
People who don't see their nature and imagine they can practice thoughtlessness all the time are lairs and fools.
