To marvel at nothing is just about the one and only thing, Numicius, that can make a man happy and keep him that way.
Designedly God covers in dark night the issue of futurity.
He will be beloved when he is no more.
The body oppressed by excesses bears down the mind, and depresses to the earth any portion of the divine spirit we had been endowed with.
I abhor the profane rabble and keep them at a distance.
Faults are soon copied.