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.

There is nothing god cannot do.

History is truely the witness of times past, the light of truth, the life of memory, the teacher of life, the messenger of antiquity.

The shifts of fortune test the reliability of friends.

The life of the dead consists in the recollection cherished of them by the living.

Democritus maintains that there can be no great poet without a spite of madness.

It shows a brave and resolute spirit not to be agitated in exciting circumstances.