Why dost thou complain of this world? It detains thee not; thy own cowardice is the cause, if thou livest in pain.

The only thing certain is nothing is certain.

Long life, and short, are by death made all one; for there is no long, nor short, to things that are no more.

Lay a beam between these two towers of such width as we need to walk on: there is no philosophical wisdom of such great firmness that it can give us courage to walk on it as we should if it were on the ground.

No wonder, said an Ancient, that chance has so much power over us, since it is by chance that we live.

There is a sort of gratification in doing good which makes us rejoice in ourselves.

The receipts of cookery are swelled to a volume, but a good stomach excels them all; to which nothing contributes more than industry and temperance.