Only when a man’s life comes to its end in prosperity dare we pronounce him happy.
From a small seed a mighty trunk may grow.
It is an easy thing for one whose foot is on the outside of calamity to give advice and to rebuke the sufferer.
I have learned to hate all traitors, and there is no disease that I spit on more than treachery.
You have been trapped in the inescapable net of ruin by your own want of sense.
Wisdom comes alone through suffering.
There are times when fear is good. It must keep its watchful place at the heart’s controls.
It is not the oath that makes us believe the man, but the man the oath.
For the poison of hatred seated near the heart doubles the burden for the one who suffers the disease; he is burdened with his own sorrow, and groans on seeing another’s happiness.
There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.