I loathe a friend whose gratitude grows old, a friend who takes his friend's prosperity but will not voyage with him in his grief
What anger worse or slower to abate then lovers love when it turns to hate.
Authority is never without hate.
Stronger than lover's love is lover's hate. Incurable, in each, the wounds they make.
Events will take their course, it is no good of being angry at them; he is happiest who wisely turns them to the best account.
Courage may be taught as a child us taught to speak.