The friends of the unfortunate live a long way off.
No tree becomes rooted and sturdy unless many a wind assails it. For by its very tossing it tightens its grip and plants its roots more securely; the fragile trees are those that have grown in a sunny valley.
Every journey has an end.
Be not dazzled by beauty, but look for those inward qualities which are lasting.
Let the weary at length possess quiet rest.
No good thing is pleasant without friends to share it.