They lose the day in expectation of the night, and the night in fear of the dawn.

Of all the felicities, the most charming is that of a firm and gentle friendship. It sweetens all our cares, dispels our sorrows, and counsels us in all extremities. Nay, if there were no other comfort in it than the pare exercise of so generous a virtue, even for that single reason a man would not be without it; it is a sovereign antidote against all calamities - even against the fear of death itself.

Man is a social animal.

Gold is tried by fire, brave men by adversity.

Where silence is not allowed, what then is permissible?

The gladiator is formulating his plan in the arena or essentially Too late.

Fortune dreads the brave, and is only terrible to the coward.