“Habit, to which all of us are more or less slaves.”

There is no road of flowers leading to glory.

We risk all in being too greedy.

Silent people are dangerous; others are not so.

Better to suffer than to die.

To hell with pleasure that’s haunted by fear.

Patience and longevity Are worth more than force and rage.

An author spoils everything when he wants too much to do good.

To win a race, the swiftness of a dart Availeth not without a timely start.

I bend, but I do not break.

Every one turns his dreams into realities as far as he can; man is cold as ice to the truth, hot as fire to falsehood.

How wealthy the gods would be if we remembered the promises we made when we were in danger.

We believe easily what we fear of what we desire.

Love cries victory when the tears of a woman become the sole defence of her virtue.

In every trouble the little ones duck more easily.

Nothing weighs more than a secret.

One often has need of one inferior to himself.