The character of a man is known from his conversations.
Sleep is a healing balm for every ill.
Why should he who is scared be careful?
Everything is destroyed by its own particular vice: the destructive power resides within. Rust destroys iron, moths destroy clothes, the worm eats away the wood; but greatest of all evils is envy, impious habitant of corrupt souls, which ever was, is, and shall be a consuming disease.
A man that runs away may fight again.
No man alive can say, This shall not happen to me.