All things human hang by a slender thread; and that which seemed to stand strong suddenly falls and sinks in ruins.
All love is vanquished by a succeeding love.
Love, and a cough, are not concealed.
Enhance and intensify one's vision of that synthesis of truth and beauty which is the highest and deepest reality.
Envy, the meanest of vices, creeps on the ground like a serpent.
The gods favor the bold.