O peace! how many wars were waged in thy name.

Some praise at morning what they blame at night, but always think the last opinion right.

Let fortune do her worst, whatever she makes us lose, so long as she never makes us lose our honesty and our independence.

Astrologers that future fates foreshow.

Avoid Extremes; and shun the fault of such Who still are pleas'd too little or too much.

Lo, what huge heaps of littleness around!

How happy is the blameless vestal's lot? The world forgetting, by the world forgot.