It is the constant fault and inseparable evil quality of ambition, that it never looks behind it.
You will die not because you're ill, but because you're alive.
Behold a worthy sight, to which the God, turning his attention to his own work, may direct his gaze. Behold an equal thing, worthy of a God, a brave man matched in conflict with evil fortune.
When modesty has once perished, it will never revive.
It is a rough road that leads to the heights of greatness.
Nothing costs so much as what is bought by prayers.