Dull winter will re-appear.
Our years Glide silently away. No tears, No loving orisons repair The wrinkled cheek, the whitening hair That drop forgotten to the tomb.
Anger is a momentary madness, so control your passion or it will control you.
He makes himself ridiculous who is for ever repeating the same mistake.
O citizens, first acquire wealth; you can practice virtue afterward.
Live mindful of how brief your life is.