That destructive siren, sloth, is ever to be avoided.
Fate with impartial hand turns out the doom of high and low; her capacious urn is constantly shaking the names of all mankind.
Posterity, thinned by the crime of its ancestors, shall hear of those battles.
Enjoy thankfully any happy hour heaven may send you, nor think that your delights will keep till another year.
No man ever properly calculates from time to time what it is his duty to avoid.
What may not be altered is made lighter by patience.