The stillest tongue can be the truest friend.
Fortune always will confer an aura of worth, unworthily; and in this world The lucky person passes for a genius.
You were a stranger to sorrow: therefore Fate has cursed you.
The lucky person passes for a genius.
Alas!-but why Alas? It is the lot of mortality we experience.
The man who glories in his luck may be overthrown by destiny.