 Trust one who has tried. |
| Age steals away all things, even the mind. |
| Mind moves matter. |
| Perhaps the day may come when we shall remember these sufferings with joy. |
| What region of the earth is not full of our calamities? |
| Myself acquainted with misfortune, I learn to help the unfortunate. |
| In strife who inquires whether stratagem or courage was used? |
| Let not our proposal be disregarded on the score of our youth. |
| Each of us bears his own Hell. |
| Their rage supplies them with weapons. |
| Hug the shore; let others try the deep. |
| To have died once is enough. |
| It is easy to go down into Hell; night and day, the gates of dark Death stand wide; but to climb back again, to retrace one's steps to the upper air - there's the rub, the task. |
| There should be no strife with the vanquished or the dead. |
| Confidence cannot find a place wherein to rest in safety. |
| Do not yield to misfortunes, but advance more boldly to meet them, as your fortune permits you. |
| Every calamity is to be overcome by endurance. |
| None but himself can be his parallel. |
| A fault is fostered by concealment. |
| Time passes irrevocably. |
