No yield to the dead! Never stab the fighter when he's down. Where's the glory, killing the dead twice over?

You cannot know a man's life before the man has died, then only can you call it good or bad.

There is no happiness where there is no wisdom; No wisdom but in submission to the gods. Big words are always punished, And proud men in old age learn to be wise.

Those griefs smart most which are seen to be of our own choice.

Show me the man who keeps his house in hand, He's fit for public authority.

If to some my tale seems foolishness I am content that such could count me fool.

When I have tried and failed, I shall have failed.