We pardon familiar vices.

Nothing is so wretched or foolish as to anticipate misfortunes. What madness it is to be expecting evil before it comes.

All things are cause for either laughter or weeping.

Nature does not turn out her work according to a single pattern; she prides herself upon her power of variation.

We gain so much by quickness, and lose so much by slowness.

The origin of all mankind was the same; it is only a clear and good conscience that makes a man noble, for that is derived from heaven itself.

There is nothing after death, and death itself is nothing.