Endurance is not the frail and tenuous thing some think it, but is in reality the measuring rod of our sanity and may be safely stretched to fill our direst need.

Dreams were frail things, when all was said, and loneliness the only certainty.

The honor a man carries in his heart cannot be explained, lass,” he said slowly. “Nor can you measure the courage of a man who will not betray his friends, even though he faces disaster...

Honesty must sometimes be taken in small measure, like a bitter medicine.

No pain is unbearable except that of regret.