Nations and empires flourish and decay, By turns command, and in their turns obey.

Thus all things altered. Nothing dies. And here and there the unbodied spirit flies.

Tears are at times as eloquent as words. [Weeping hath a voice.]

Keep thy hook always baited, for a fish lurks even in the most unlikely swim.

While I am speaking the opportunity is lost.

One does not yearn for that which is easily acquired.

Friendship is but a name; fidelity but an empty name.