I see that all of us who live are nothing but images or insubstantial shadow.
The curse of ignorance is that man without being good or evil is nevertheless satisfied with himself
Let a man nobly live or nobly die.
The joy that comes past hope and beyond expectation is like no other pleasure in extent.
Not to be born surpasses thought and speech. The second best is to have seen the light and then go back quickly whence we came
Not all things are to be discovered; many are better concealed.