Laugh at your problems; everybody else does.

Death falls heavily on that man who, known too well to others, dies in ignorance of himself.

He who is brave is free.

When you die, it will not be because you are sick, but because you were alive.

He who has fostered the sweet poison of love by fondling it, finds it too late to refuse the yoke which he has of his own accord assumed.

Let us not seek our disease out of ourselves; 'tis in us, and planted in our bowels; and the mere fact that we do not perceive ourselves to be sick, renders us more hard to be cured.

Begin at once to live, and count each day as a separate life.