Thy purpose firm is equal to the deed: Who does the best his circumstance allows Does well, acts nobly; angels could no more.
Poor in abundance, famish'd at a feast.
As night to stars, woe lustre gives to man.
We nothing know, but what is marvellous; Yet what is marvellous, we can't believe.
The weak have remedies, the wise have joys; superior wisdom is superior bliss.
A prince indebted is a fortune made.