Give me Thy light, and fix my eyes on Thee!

In omni adversitate fortunæ, infelicissimum genus est infortunii fuisse felicem In every adversity of fortune, to have been happy is the most unhappy kind of misfortune.

No man can ever be secure until he has been forsaken by Fortune.

All fortune is good fortune; for it either rewards, disciplines, amends, or punishes, and so is either useful or just.

He who has calmly reconciled his life to fate, and set proud death beneath his feet, can look fortune in the face, unbending both to good and bad; his countenance unconquered.

As far as possible, join faith to reason.

...Whose souls, albeit in a cloudy memory, yet seek back their good, but, like drunk men, know not the road home.