The care of God for us is a great thing, if a man believe it at heart: it plucks the burden of sorrow from him.
Who dares not speak his free thoughts is a slave.
I think that fortune watcheth o'er our lives, surer than we. But well said: he who strives will find his goals strive for him equally.
Short is the joy that guilty pleasure brings.
Remember this! No amount of Bacchic reveling can corrupt an honest woman.
What greater pain could mortals have than this: To see their children dead before their eyes?