Events appear sad, pleasant, or painful, not because they are so in reality, but because we believe them to be so and the light in which we look at them depends upon our own judgment.

When the poet died his cat was put to death and mummified.

To begin with myself, then, the utterances of men concerning me will differ widely, since in passing judgment almost every one is influenced not so much by truth as by preference, and good and evil report alike know no bounds.

For virtue only finds eternal Fame.

While life is in your body, you have the rein of all thoughts in your hands.

Love is the crowning grace of humanity.

Who naught suspects is easily deceived.