The evils of mortals are manifold; nowhere is trouble of the same wing seen.
Necessity is stronger far than art.
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.
The high strength of men knows no content with limitation.
It is in the character of very few men to honor without envy a friend who has prospered.
Against necessity, against its strength, no one can fight and win.