Old age is not a total misery. Experience helps.
What anger worse or slower to abate then lovers love when it turns to hate.
The man whom heaven helps has friends enough.
Who then will dare to say I'm weak or timid? No, they'll say I'm loyal as a friend, ruthless as a foe, so much like a hero destined for glory.
Of all things upon earth that bleed and grow, a herb most bruised is woman.
Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.