Twice does he live who can enjoy the remembrance of the past.
Our native soil draws all of us, by I know not what sweetness, and never allows us to forget.
Keep thy hook always baited, for a fish lurks even in the most unlikely swim.
God himself helps those who dare.
What is now reason was formerly impulse or instinct.
It is expedient that there should be gods, and, since it is expedient, let us believe that gods exist.