And if my present deeds are foolish in thy sight, it may be that a foolish judge arraigns my folly.
How dreadful it is when the right judge judges wrong!
Truth hates delay. (Veritas odit moras.)
In darkness one may be ashamed of what one does, without the shame of disgrace.
For the wretched one night is like a thousand; for someone faring well death is just one more night.
Man is not constituted to take pleasure in the same things always.