The man from whom the joys of life have departed is living no more, but should be counted with the dead.
Men whose wit has been mother of villainy once have learned from it to be evil in all things.
Now let the weeping cease; Let no one mourn again. These things are in the hands of God.
A fool cannot be an actor, though an actor may act a fool's part.
For most men friendship is a faithless harbor.
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.