You should not consider a man's age but his acts.
And if you think my acts are foolishness the foolishness may be in a fool's eye.
There is no such thing as the old age of the wise.
Best of children, sisters arm-in-arm, we must bear what the gods give us to bear-- don't fire up your hearts with so much grief. No reason to blame the pass you've come to now.
Love is like ice in the hands of children.
Each say following another, either hastening or putting off our death--what pleasure does it bring? I count that man worthless whois cheered by empty hopes. No, a noble man must either live or die well.