Fortune's not content with knocking a man down; she sends him spinning head over heels, crash upon crash.
He who has fostered the sweet poison of love by fondling it, finds it too late to refuse the yoke which he has of his own accord assumed.
Nothing is so bitter that a calm mind cannot find comfort in it.
Light griefs are plaintive , but great ones are dumb
Philosophy's power to blunt all the blows of circumstance is beyond belief.
No emotion falls into dislike so readily as sorrow.