No greater grief than to remember days of gladness when sorrow is at hand.
Satisfied if they themselves can escape from the hard labour of thought, they willingly abandon to others the guardianship of their thoughts.
Accursed be he who plays with the devil.
In the ardor of pursuit men soon forget the goal from which they start.
If we do not find anything very pleasant, at least we shall find something new.
A merely fallen enemy may rise again, but the reconciled one is truly vanquished.