Whoe'er imagines prudence all his own, Or deems that he hath powers to speak and judge Such as none other hath, when they are known, They are found shallow.

I would prefer even to fail with honor than win by cheating.

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.

Who feels no ills, should, therefore, fear them; and when fortune smiles, be doubly cautious, lest destruction come remorseless on him, and he fall unpitied.

There are some who praise a man free from disease; to me no man who is poor seems free from disease but to be constantly sick.

The rewards of virtue alone abide secure.

Even from the first it is meek to seek the impossible.