Welcome, thou kind deceiver! Thou best of thieves; who, with an easy key, Dost open life, and, unperceived by us, Even steal us from ourselves.

Even victors are by victories undone.

A thing well said will be wit in all languages.

All habits gather by unseen degrees.

Seek not to know what must not be reveal, for joy only flows where fate is most concealed. A busy person would find their sorrows much more; if future fortunes were known before!

Happy the man, and happy he alone, he, who can call today his own.

For truth has such a face and such a mien, as to be loved needs only to be seen.