Everything may happen.

We live not according to reason, but according to fashion.

There is nothing that Nature has made necessary which is more easy than death; we are longer a-coming into the world than going out of it; and there is not any minute of our lives wherein we may not reasonably expect it. Nay, it is but a momen'ts work, the parting of soul and body. What a shame is it then to stand in fear of anything so long that is over so soon!

A man can refrain from wanting what he has not and cheerfully make the best of a bird in the hand.

Whenever you hold a fellow creature in distress, remember that he is a man.

It's the great soul that surrenders itself to fate, but a puny degenerate thing that struggles.

Let not the enjoyment of pleasures now within your grasp, be carried to such excess as to incapacitate you from future repetition.