Patience lightens the burthen we cannot avert.
The man is either crazy or he is a poet.
Many brave men lived before Agamemnon; but, all unwept and unknown, are lost in the distant night, since they are without a divine poet (to chronicle their deeds).
This used to be among my prayers - a piece of land not so very large, which would contain a garden
I teach that all men are mad.
In labouring to be brief, I become obscure.