The stubbornest of wills Are soonest bended, as the hardest iron, O'er-heated in the fire to brittleness,Flies soonest into fragments, shivered through.
Numberless are the world's wonders, but none More wonderful than man.
And if you think my acts are foolishness the foolishness may be in a fool's eye.
It is a painful thing to look at your own trouble and know that you yourself and no one else has made it.
All a man's affairs become diseased when he wishes to cure evils by evils.
Truth hates delay. (Veritas odit moras.)