Destiny waits alike for the free man as well as for him enslaved by another's might.
This is a sickness rooted and inherent in the nature of a tyranny: that he that holds it does not trust his friends.
Whenever a man makes haste, God too hastens with him.
It is best for the wise man not to seem wise.
It is a profitable thing, if one is wise, to seem foolish.
So in the Libyan fable it is told That once an eagle, stricken with a dart, Said, when he saw the fashion of the shaft: With our own feathers, not by others' hands, Are we now smitten.