The man who wishes to bend me with his tale of woe must shed true tears - not tears that have been got ready overnight.
We consume our tomorrows fretting about our yesterdays.
And don't consult anyone's opinions but your own.
Is any man free except the one who can pass his life as he pleases?
He who conquers, endures.
Oh, the cares of men! how much emptiness there is in human concerns!