The short bloom of our brief and narrow life flies fast away. While we are calling for flowers and wine and women, old age is upon us.

Rarely they rise by virtue's aid who lie plunged in the depth of helpless poverty.

There is hardly a case in which the dispute was not caused by a woman.

Few tyrants go down to the infernal regions by a natural death.

The greatest reverence is due to a child! If you are contemplating a disgraceful act, despise not your child's tender years.

If you are capable of submitting to insult you ought to be insulted.

But with what incessant and grievous ills is old age surrounded!