“A man though wise, should never be ashamed of learning more, and must unbend his mind.”

The good befriend themselves.

There is some pleasure even in words, when they bring forgetfulness of present miseries.

A wise player ought to accept his throws and score them, not bewail his luck.

Woman, to women silence is the best ornament.

Ignorance is a tough evil to conquer.

Wise thinkers prevail everywhere.

Stubbornness and stupidity are twins.

A short saying often contains much wisdom.

Time alone reveals the just man; but you might discern a bad man in a single day.

The tyrant is a child of pride.

Truth hates delay. (Veritas odit moras.)

Don’t you know that silence supports the accuser’s charge?

The soul that has conceived one wickedness can nurse no good thereafter.

Men of ill judgment ignore the good that lies within their hands, till they have lost it.

Unwanted favours gain no gratitude.

A state is not a state if it belongs to one man.

It is from the level of calamities, not that of every-day life, that we learn impressive and useful lessons.

Give me unexpected whether it is good or bad, I learn from it all. As you build or break me in the end, I will stand tall.

Writing is a process of self-discipline you must learn before you can call yourself a writer. There are people who write, but I think they’re quite different from people who must write.

I learned that one can never go back, that one should not ever try to go back – that the essence of life is going forward. Life is really a one way street, isn’t it?

One must accept the fact that we have only one companion in this world, a companion who accompanies us from the cradle to the grave – our own self. Get on good terms with that companion – learn to live with yourself.

The life so short, the craft so long to learn.

Through the years, I have learned there is no harm in charging oneself up with delusions between moments of valid inspiration.

I walked a mile with Pleasure; She chattered all the way. But left me none the wiser For all she had to say. I walked a mile with Sorrow And ne’er a word said she; But oh, the things I learned from her When Sorrow walked with me!