Death borders upon our birth, and our cradle stands in the grave.
The idle man is the devil's cushion.
I account this body nothing but a close prison to my soul; and the earth a larger prison to my body. I may not break prison till I be loosed by death; but I will leave it, not unwillingly,when I am loosed.
He is great enough that is his own master.
Try to be of some use to others.
Even the best things ill used become evils; and, contrarily, the worst things used well prove good.