In love there are two evils: war and peace.

Surely oak and threefold brass surrounded his heart who first trusted a frail vessel to the merciless ocean.

The mob may hiss me, but I congratulate myself while I contemplate my treasures in their hoard.

Tear thyself from delay.

The power of daring anything their fancy suggest, as always been conceded to the painter and the poet.

Make a good use of the present.

The accumulation of wealth is followed by an increase of care, and by an appetite for more.