Love is the poetry of the senses.

To be the best, you must be able to handle the worst.

The natural effort of every individual to better his own condition， when suffered to exert itself with freedom and security， is so powerful a principle that it is alone， and without any assistance， not only capable of carrying on the society to wealth and prosperity but of surmounting a hundred impertinent obstructions with which the folly of human laws too often encumbers its operations.

司马牛问君子。孔子说：“君子不忧不惧。”问：“不忧不惧，就能叫做君子吗？”孔子说：“问心无愧，何来忧惧？”