Be not ashamed to have had wild days, but not to have sown your wild oats.

Shun an inquisitive man, he is invariably a tell-tale.

The mind that is cheerful in its present state, will be averse to all solicitude as to the future, and will meet the bitter occurrences of life with a placid smile.

Posterity, thinned by the crime of its ancestors, shall hear of those battles.

We get blows and return them.

The short span of life forbids us to spin out hope to any length. Soon will night be upon you, and the fabled Shades, and the shadowy Plutonian home.

I am doubting what to do.