Who has more leisure than a worm?
Death falls heavily on that man who, known too well to others, dies in ignorance of himself.
Drunkenness is nothing but a self-induced state of insanity.
The place one's in, though, doesn't make any contribution to peace of mind: it's the spirit that makes everything agreeable to oneself.
Our plans miscarry because they have no aim.
The worse a person is the less he feels it.