The man from whom the joys of life have departed is living no more, but should be counted with the dead.
Even the stout of heart shrink when they see the approach of death.
As sight is in the eye, so is the mind in the soul!
To be doing good deeds is man's most glorious task.
When men have killed joy, I do not believe they still live.
Who feels no ills, should, therefore, fear them; and when fortune smiles, be doubly cautious, lest destruction come remorseless on him, and he fall unpitied.