So passes away the glory of this world. ('Sic transit gloria mundi.')
Remember, your prerogative is to govern, and not to serve the things of this world.
All men desire peace, but very few desire those things that make for peace.
What else does anxiety about the future bring you but sorrow upon sorrow?
By two wings a man is lifted up from things earthly: by simplicity and purity.
What difference does it make to you what someone else becomes, or says, or does? You do not need to answer for others, only for yourself.