Search well and be wise, nor believe that self-willed pride will ever be better than good counsel.
Number, the most excellent of all inventions.
For a murderous blow let murderous blow atone.
O Death the Healer, scorn thou not, I pray, To come to me: of cureless ills thou art The one physician. Pain lays not its touch Upon a corpse.
Black smoke, the flickering sister of fire.
Fear hurries on my tongue through want of courage.