Oh! The good times when we were so unhappy.
It is the infirmity of our nature always to believe ourselves much more unhappy than those who groan by our sides!
Unfortunates, who ought to begin with God, do not have any hope in him till they have exhausted all other means of deliverance.
On what slender threads do life and fortune hang.
I prefer the wicked rather than the foolish. The wicked sometimes rest.
Never fear quarrels, but seek hazardous adventures.