In labouring to be brief, I become obscure.
Humble things become the humble.
Oh! thou who are greatly mad, deign to spare me who am less mad.
I praise her (Fortune) while she lasts; if she shakes her quick wings, I resign what she has given, and take refuge in my own virtue, and seek honest undowered Poverty.
Youth is unduly busy with pampering the outer person.
He who has begun has half done. Dare to be wise -begin!