Art is far feebler than necessity.
Ah, lives of men! When prosperous they glitter - Like a fair picture; when misfortune comes - A wet sponge at one blow has blurred the painting.
Time, waxing old, doth all things purify.
Those who would learn must suffer. In our own despair, against our will, wisdom comes to us.
Good fortune is a god among men, and more than a god.
Self-will in the man who does not reckon wisely is by itself the weakest of all things.