He wears himself out by his labours, and grows old through his love of possessing wealth.
Designedly God covers in dark night the issue of futurity.
It is no great art to say something briefly when, like Tacitus, one has something to say; when one has nothing to say, however, and none the less writes a whole book and makes truth into a liar - that I call an achievement.
What does it avail you, if of many thorns only one be removed.
Let your literary compositions be kept from the public eye for nine years at least.
One night awaits all, and death's path must be trodden once and for all.