To die with glory, if one has to die at all, is still, I think, pain for the dier.

Along with success comes a reputation for wisdom.

If your life at night is good, you think you have Everything; but, if in that quarter things go wrong, You will consider your best and truest interests Most hateful.

Noble fathers have noble children.

For with slight efforts how should we obtain great results? It is foolish even to desire it.

Toil, says the proverb, is the sire of fame.

Doth some one say that there be gods above? There are not; no, there are not. Let no fool, Led by the old false fable, thus deceive you. Look at the facts themselves, yielding my words, No undue credence: for I say that kings kill, rob, break oaths, lay cities waste by fraud, And doing thus are happier than those, Who live calm pious lives day after day. All divinity is built-up from our good and evil luck.