The only business of the historian is to relate things exactly as they are: this he can never do as long as he is afraid
Be grateful. By slaying you now, I spare you an eternity of torment.
The happy think a lifetime short, but to the unhappy one night can be an eternity.
The lips are closed, for the dancer has plenty of other voices at his service.
Realize that true happiness lies within you.
Avarice is a cursed vice: offer a man enough gold, and he will part with his own small hoard of food, however great his hunger.