A good death does honour to a whole life.
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.
And tears are heard within the harp I touch.
Books have led some to learning and others to madness.
I have taken pride in others, never in myself.
How difficult it is to save the bark of reputation from the rocks of ignorance.