Heaven ne'er helps the men who will not act.
Sleep, ignorant of pain, sleep, ignorant of grief, may you come to us blowing softly, kindly, kindly come king.
There is some pleasure even in words, when they bring forgetfulness of present miseries.
Wisdom is a dreadful thing when it brings no knowledge to its possessor.
Fear? What has a man to do with fear? Chance rules our lives, and the future is all unknown. Best live as we may, from day to day.
False words do not bring forth fruit.