To our own sorrows serious heed we give, But for another?s we soon cease to grieve.
Great deeds give choice of many tales. Choose a slight tale, enrich it large, and then let wise men listen
Mankind is a dream of a shadow.
Envy, the attendant of the empty mind.
Forge thy tongue on an anvil of truth and what flies up, though it be but a spark, will have light.
War is sweet to those who never tried it.