Of all the tyrannies on human kind the worst is that which persecutes the mind.
Sweet is pleasure after pain.
Pity only on fresh objects stays, but with the tedious sight of woes decays.
It is a madness to make fortune the mistress of events, because in herself she is nothing, can rule nothing, but is ruled by prudence.
Truth is the foundation of all knowledge and the cement of all societies.
Even victors are by victories undone.