The fiercest anger of all, the most incurable, Is that which rages in the place of dearest love.
He is not a lover who does not love forever.
Authority is never without hate.
I care for riches, to make gifts To friends, or lead a sick man back to health With ease and plenty. Else small aid is wealth For daily gladness; once a man be done With hunger, rich and poor are all as one.
Those whose cause is just will never lack good arguments.
Had I succeeded well, I had been reckoned amongst the wise; our minds are so disposed to judge from the event.