Not even for an hour can you bear to be alone, nor can you advantageously apply your leisure time, but you endeavor, a fugitive and wanderer, to escape from yourself, now vainly seeking to banish remorse by wine, and now by sleep; but the gloomy companion presses on you, and pursues you as you fly.

Let your literary compositions be kept from the public eye for nine years at least.

Money amassed either serves us or rules us.

Nothing is swifter than rumor.

If a man's fortune does not fit him, it is like the shoe in the story; if too large it trips him up, if too small it pinches him.

He who is greedy is always in want.

The same (hated) man will be loved after he's dead. How quickly we forget.