You will have written exceptionally well if, by skilful arrangement of your words, you have made an ordinary one seem original.

A wise God shrouds the future in obscure darkness.

We get blows and return them.

I have lived: tomorrow the Father may fill the sky with black clouds or with cloudless sunshine.

The things, that are repeated again and again, are pleasant.

When evil times prevail, take care to preserve the serenity of your hear.

I want to live, and die with you.