Less base the fear of death than fear of life.

Where, where for shelter shall the guilty fly, When consternation turns the good man pale?

Who combats with a brother, wounds himself.

Man wants but little, nor that little long; How soon must he resign his very dust, Which frugal nature lent him for an hour!

Friendship's the wine of life.

In an active life is sown the seed of wisdom... And age, if it has not esteem, has nothing.

Old men love novelties; the last arriv'd Still pleases best; the youngest steals their smiles.