Occupy yourself, and you will be out of harm's way.

I flee who chases me and chase who flees me.

I cannot keep track of all the vagaries of fashion, Every day, so it seems, brings in a different style.

I attempt an arduous task but there is no worth in that which is not a difficult achievement

Twice does he live who can enjoy the remembrance of the past.

The act is judged of by the event.

Pedigree and ancestry and what we ourselves have not achieved, I scarcely recognize as our own.