Of this alone, even god is deprived, the power of making things that are past never to have been.

There are some vile and contemptible men who, allowing themselves to be conquered by misfortune, seek a refuge in death.

The improvement of the mind improves the heart and corrects the understanding.

Even God cannot change the past.

Art is in love with luck, and luck with art.

This only is denied even to God: the power to undo the past.

Of this alone, even god is deprived, the power of making things that are past never to have been.