Once a word has been allowed to escape, it cannot be recalled.
Adversity is wont to reveal genius, prosperity to hide it.
I shall not wholly die, and a great part of me will escape the grave.
Multa ferunt anni venientes commoda secum, Multa recedentes adimiunt. (The years, as they come, bring many agreeable things with them; as they go, they take many away.)
Nothing is achieved without toil.
An envious man grows lean at another's fatness.