Lives there the man with soul so dead as to disown the wish to merit the people's applause, and having uttered words worthy to be kept in cedar oil to latest times, to leave behind him rhymes that dread neither herrings nor frankincense.

The man who wishes to bend me with his tale of woe must shed true tears - not tears that have been got ready overnight.

For Yesterday was once To-morrow.

Is any man free except the one who can pass his life as he pleases?

Each man has his own desires; all do not possess the same inclinations.

Is then thy knowledge of no value, unless another know that thou possessest that knowledge?

Bad advice is often most fatal to the adviser.