It was my care to make my life illustrious not by words more than by deeds.
The tyrant is a child of Pride Who drinks from his sickening cup Recklessness and vanity, Until from his high crest headlong He plummets to the dust of hope.
A word does not frighten the man who, in acting feels no fear.
A fearful man is always hearing things.
To know that all is well, even if late will come to know it, is at least some gain.
Who seeks shall find.