He who can simulate sanity will be sane.
There is nothing in the whole world which abides. All things are in a state of ebb and flow, and every shadow passes away. Even time itself, like a river, is constantly gliding away .
Grief brims itself and flows away in tears.
Bear patiently with a rival.
Winged time glides on insensibly, and deceive us; and there is nothing more fleeting than years.
If you are not ready today, you will be even less so tomorrow.