Ten thousand men possess ten thousand hopes.
Soon all of you immortals Will be as dead as we are! Come on then, what are you waiting for? Have you run out of thunderbolts?
It is wise to withhold one's heart and mind from men who think themselves superior.
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.
The bold are helpless without cleverness.
Wealth stays with us a little moment if at all: only our characters are steadfast, not our gold.