The result proves the wisdom of the act.
Envy feeds on the living, after death it rests, then the honor of a man protects him.
The more they drink the more they thirst.
Love is a believing creature.
Time itself flows on with constant motion, just like a river: for no more than a river can the fleeting hour stand still. As wave is driven on by wave, and, itself pursued, pursues the one before, so the moments of time at once flee and follow, and are ever new.
Note too that a faithful study of the liberal arts humanizes character and permits it not to be cruel.