God never made his work for man to mend.
An horrible stillness first invades our ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
Dead men tell no tales.
The fortitude of a Christian consists in patience, not in enterprises which the poets call heroic, and which are commonly the effects of interest, pride and worldly honor.
Lucky men are favorites of Heaven.
If one must be rejected, one succeed, make him my lord within whose faithful breast is fixed my image, and who loves me best.