Wealth makes an ugly person beautiful to look on and an incoherent speech eloquent; and wealth alone can enjoy pleasure even in sickness and can conceal its miseries.

I see that all of us who live are nothing but images or insubstantial shadow.

Thoughts are mightier than strength of hand.

You clearly hate to yield, but you will regret it when your anger has passed. Such natures are justly the hardest for themselves to bear.

What men have seen they know; But what shall come hereafter No man before the event can see, Nor what end waits for him.

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.

Opportunity has power over all things.