We believe no evil till the evil's done
The finest victory is to conquer one's own heart.
How wealthy the gods would be if we remembered the promises we made when we were in danger.
The fastidious are unfortunate; nothing satisfies them.
Men of all ages have the same inclinations, over which reason exercises no control. Thus, wherever men are found, there are follies, ay, and the same follies.
Rather suffer than die is man's motto.