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N. Cotton. . If solid happiness we prize, / Within our breast this jewel lies, / And they are fools who roam. / The world has nothing to bestow; / From our own selves our joys must flow, / And that dear hut, our home.
N. Lenau. . Pain and love are the portion of the man who does not like a coward shirk the world's destiny; if he plucks the arrow from his breast, he becomes as one dead for the world and God. - Schmerz und Liebe ist des Menschen Teil /
N. P. Willis. . For it stirs the blood in an old man's heart, / And makes his pulses fly, / To catch the thrill of a happy voice / And the light of a pleasant eye.
N. Tate. . Friendship's the privilege / Of private men.
Nachsicht . ( ); - To be able to be silent shows power; to be willing to be silent shows forbearance
Name given by Frederick the Great to his country-house at Potsdam. . 'No bother' here. - Sans Souci
Napoleon III. . 'The empire, that is peace.' - 'L'empire, c'est la paix'
Napoleon on war. . A trade of barbarians.
Napoleon to his troops in Egypt. . 'From the height of these pyramids forty centuries look down on you.'
Napoleon to his troops in Egypt. . From the height of these pyramids forty centuries look down on us. - Du haut de ces pyramides quarante siècles nous contemplent
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