Those griefs burn most which gall in secret.

If sensuality were happiness, beasts were happier than men; but human felicity is lodged in the soul, not in the flesh.

A troubled countenance oft discloses much.

We are sure to get the better of fortune if we do but grapple with her.

Beauty is such a fleeting blossom, how can wisdom rely upon its momentary delight?

To give and to lose is nothing; but to lose and to give still is the part of a great mind.

Ignorance is the cause of fear.