The rust of the mind is the destruction of genius.

You have to persevere and fortify your pertinacity until the will to good becomes a disposition to good.

Fate leads the willing, and drags along the reluctant.

Let us cherish and love old age; for it is full of pleasure, if you know how to use it. The best morsel is reserved for last.

Let us ask what is best - not what is customary. Let us love temperance - let us be just - let us refrain from bloodshed.

The willing, destiny guides them; the unwilling, destiny drags them.

Death falls heavily on that man who, known too well to others, dies in ignorance of himself.