A word does not frighten the man who, in acting feels no fear.
Rash indeed is he who reckons on tomorrow, or happily on the days beyond it; for tomorrow is not, until today is past.
A day lays low and lifts up again all human things.
Fortune never helps the fainthearted.
A man growing old becomes a child again.
A cunning fellow is man, inventive beyond all expectation, he reaches sometimes evil and sometimes good