In Adversity Assume The Countenance Of Prosperity,

The Sun Has Not Yet Set For All Time.

Avarice And Luxury, Those Evils Which Have Been The Ruin Of Every Great State.

That Sense – The Only True Patriotism – Comes Slowly And Springs From The Heart: It Is Founded Upon Respect For The Family And Love For The Soil. Premature ‘liberty’ Of This Kind Would Have Been A Disaster: We Should Have Been Torn To Pieces By Petty Squabbles Before We Had Ever Reached Political Maturity, Which, As Things Were, As Made Possible By The Long Quiet Years Under Monarchical Government; For It Was That Government Which, As It Were, Nursed Our Strength And Enabled Us Ultimately To Produce Sound Fruit From Liberty, As Only A Politically Adult Nation Can.

Toil And Pleasure, In Their Natures Opposite, Are Yet Linked Together In A Kind Of Necessary Connection.

Thus, If There Is Anyone Who Is Confident That He Can Advise Me As To The Best Advantage Of The State In This Campaign Which I Am About To Conduct, Let Him Not Refuse His Services To The State, But Come With Me Into Macedonia. I Will Furnish Him With His Sea-passage, With A Horse, A Tent, And Even Travel-funds. If Anyone Is Reluctant To Do This And Prefers The Leisure Of The City To The Hardships Of Campaigning, Let Him Not Steer The Ship From On Shore.