The foundation of the true joy is in the conscience.
There is nothing which persevering effort and unceasing and diligent care cannot accomplish.
Death's the discharge of our debt of sorrow.
Without an adversary prowess shrivels. We see how great and efficient it really is only when it shows by endurance what it is capable of.
Haste trips up its own heels, fetters and stops itself.
It is only luxury and avarice that make poverty grievous to us; for it is a very small matter that does our business, and when we have provided against cold, hunger, and thirst, all the rest is but vanity and excess.