Envy, the meanest of vices, creeps on the ground like a serpent.
Everything changes, nothing is lost.
All things change, nothing is extinguished. There is nothing in the whole world which is permanent. Everything flows onward; all things are brought into being with a changing nature; the ages themselves glide by in constant movement.
Happy is he who dares courageously to defend what he loves.
The act is judged of by the event.
It is no less a feat to keep what you have, than to increase it. In one there is chance, the other will be a work of art.