In strife who inquires whether stratagem or courage was used?

Do not yield to misfortunes, but advance more boldly to meet them, as your fortune permits you.

It is easy to go down into Hell...; but to climb back again, to retrace one's steps to the upper air - -there's the rub.

Love conquers all; therefore, let us submit to love.

Each draws to his best-loved.

In youth alone, unhappy mortals live; But, ah! the mighty bliss is fugitive: Discolour'd sickness, anxious labour, come, And age, and death's inexorable doom.

Live on in your blessings, your destiny's been won. But ours calls us on from one ordeal to the next.