Men love their vices and hate them at the same time.
A friend always loves, but he who loves is not always a friend.
Life is short and art is long.
It is a rough road that leads to the heights of greatness. As is a tale, so is life: not how long it is, but how good it is, is what matters.
Human society is like an arch, kept from falling by the mutual pressure of its parts
To things which you bear with impatience you should accustom yourself, and, by habit you will bear them well.