Indolence is the sleep of the mind.
The mind is the soul's eye, not its source of power. That lies in the heart, in other words, in the passions.
Sometimes a lengthened period of prosperity melts away in a moment; just as the heat of summer flies before a day of tempest.
To execute great things, one should live as though one would never die.
In a way, the main fault of all books is that they are too long.
Action makes more fortune than caution.