Moderation, the noblest gift of Heaven.
Happiness is brief. It will not stay. God batters at its sails.
O virtue, I have followed you through life, and find you at last but a shade.
Human misery must somewhere have a stop; there is no wind that always blows a storm; great good fortune comes to failure in the end. All is change; all yields its place and goes; to persevere, trusting in what hopes he has, is courage in a man. The coward despairs.
In every work a reward added makes the pleasure twice as great.
No man on earth is truly free, All are slaves of money or necessity. Public opinion or fear of prosecution forces each one, against his conscience, to conform.