If to some my tale seems foolishness I am content that such could count me fool.
It was my care to make my life illustrious not by words more than by deeds.
Now let the weeping cease; Let no one mourn again. These things are in the hands of God.
Nobody likes the man who brings bad news.
Whoever thinks that he alone has speech, or possesses speech or mind above others, when unfolded such men are seen to be empty.
How terrible it is to have wisdom when it does not benefit those who have it.