God ever works with those who work with will.

I warn the marauder dragging plunder, chaotic, rich beyond all rights: he'll strike his sails, harried at long last, stunned when the squalls of torment break his spars to bits.

Good fortune is a god among men, and more than a god.

May dawn, as the proverb goes, bring happy tidings coming from her mother night.

For there is no defense for a man who, in the excess of his wealth, has kicked the great altar of Justice out of sight.

For the poison of hatred seated near the heart doubles the burden for the one who suffers the disease; he is burdened with his own sorrow, and groans on seeing another's happiness.

In war the first casualty is the truth.