Anger is momentary madness, so control your passion or it will control you.
Pale death with an impartial foot knocks at the hovels of the poor and the palaces of king.
We hate merit while it is with us; when taken away from our gaze, we long for it jealously.
It is sweet to let the mind unbend on occasion.
Much is wanting to those who seek or covet much.
Many heroes lived before Agamemnon; but all are unknown and unwept, extinguished in everlasting night, because they have no spirited chronicler.