Fate leads him who follows it, and drags him who resist.
I see the cure is not worth the pain.
There is no debt with so much prejudice put off as that of justice.
No man ever wetted clay and then left it, as if there would be bricks by chance and fortune.
For the mind does not require filling like a bottle, but rather, like wood, it only requires kindling to create in it an impulse to think independently and an ardent desire for the truth.
The human heart becomes softened by hearing of instances of gentleness and consideration.