No emotion falls into dislike so readily as sorrow.
Full of men, vacant of friends.
The great pilot can sail even when his canvass is rent.
To lose a friend is the greatest of all evils, but endeavour rather to rejoice that you possessed him than to mourn his loss.
Adversity finds at last the man whom she has often passed by.
To things which you bear with impatience you should accustom yourself, and, by habit you will bear them well.