I prefer the wisdom of the uneducated to the folly of the loquacious.
Dum Spiro, spero- As long as I breathe, I hope.
Let war yield to peace, laurels to paeans.
Glory follows virtue as if it were its shadow.
To stumble twice against the same stone, is a proverbsial disgrace.
The happiest end of life is this: when the mind and the other senses being unimpaired, the same nature which put it together takes asunder her own work.