Death is fortunate for the child, bitter to the youth, too late to the old.

As men, we are all equal in the presence of death.

He who boasts of a favor bestowed, would like it back again.

Grief diminishes when it has nothing to grow upon.

It is more easy to get a favor from fortune than to keep it.

Opportunity is lost by deliberation.

We desire nothing so much as what we ought not to have.