It is the constant fault and inseparable evil quality of ambition, that it never looks behind it.
In a moment the ashes are made, but a forest is a long time growing.
I would rather be sick than idle.
The whole discord of this world consists in discords.
The man who has learned to triumph over sorrow wears his miseries as though they were sacred fillets upon his brow; and nothing is so entirely admirable as a man bravely wretched.
Death is a punishment to some, to others a gift and to many a favour.