On him who wields power gently, the god looks favorably from afar.
It is in the character of very few men to honor without envy a friend who has prospered.
He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God.
Know yourself and fit yourself to new fashions. For there is a new ruler among the gods.
May dawn, as the proverb goes, bring happy tidings coming from her mother night.
The anvil of justice is planted firm, and fate who makes the sword does the forging in advance.