Nothing retains its form; new shapes from old. Nature, the great inventor, ceaselessly contrives. In all creation, be assured, there is no death - no death, but only change and innovation; what we men call birth is but a different new beginning; death is but to cease to be the same. Perhaps this may have moved to that, and that to this, yet still the sum of things remains the same.

If God be my friend, I cannot be wretched.

What is without periods of rest will not endure.

What one beholds of a woman is the least part of her.

God himself favors the brave.

There is no useful thing which may not be turned to an injurious purpose.

One does not yearn for that which is easily acquired.