Ere land and sea and the all-covering sky Were made, in the whole world the countenance Of nature was the same, all one, well named Chaos, a raw and undivided mass, Naught but a lifeless bulk, with warring seeds Of ill-joined elements compressed together.

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

He is a foolish swimmer who swims against the stream, when he might take the current sideways.

Be patient and tough; someday this pain will be useful to you.

What is reason now was passion heretofore.

Those presents are the most acceptable which are enhanced by our regard for the donor.

Opportunity is ever worth expecting; let your hood be ever hanging ready. The fish will be in the pool where you least imagine it to be.