A secret, like a chore, always seems to lead to another, one even more troublesome than the first.
The young see what they wish to see. The old see what they do not wish.
If mortals wait until the gods remake the world to their liking to be happy, they are already in hell.
Nothing fruitful ever comes when plants are forced to flower in the wrong season.
to ask for anything of consequence from friends who cannot refuse is uncivilized.
What harm is there in dreaming, if it eases pain? What good is reality, if it blots out hope? Can a man's mind be washed without bleaching his soul?