People pay the doctor for his trouble; for his kindness they still remain in his debt.

When God has once begun to throw down the prosperous, He overthrows them altogether: such is the end of the mighty.

What progress have I made? I am beginning to be my own friend. That is progress indeed

Who can hope for nothing, should despair for nothing.

... frugality makes a poor man rich.

It is only the surprise and newness of the thing which makes that misfortune terrible which by premeditation might be made easy to us. For that which some people make light by sufferance, others do by foresight.

I can see clothes of silk, if materials that do not hide the body, nor even one's decency, can be called clothes. ... Wretched flocks of maids labor so that the adulteress may be visible through her thin dress, so that her husband has no more acquaintance than any outsider or foreigner with his wife's body.