There's no delight in owning anything unshared.
It is true greatness to have in one the frailty of a man and the security of a god.
To be everywhere is to be nowhere.
The voice is nothing but beaten air.
We are at best but stewards of what we falsely call our own; yet avarice is so insatiable that it is not in the power of liberality to content it.
A man can refrain from wanting what he has not and cheerfully make the best of a bird in the hand.