One of the greatest sorrows of my life is, that I am not able to brighten the last days of my good parent, whose path I have strewed with so many sorrows by my adventurous career.
Garibaldi reflects on the personal cost of his adventurous life, expressing sorrow for the difficulties it brought his mother.
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The future Rome, rising to regenerate the nation, has now long been a dominant idea in my mind, and inspired me with hope and energy.
In mentioning my mother—I speak it with pride—she was a model for mothers; and, in saying this, I have said all that can be said.
When I recur to the principles which were inculcated at school, and the motives used to encourage us to study, I am now able to understand their unsoundness and their evil tendency.
Reflecting on the injury I had done to the harmless insect, I was so much affected with grief, that I retired to my chamber, mourned over the poor little creature, weeping bitterly for several hours.
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