There Is Perhaps No More Obvious Vanity

We Must Learn To Endure What We Cannot Avoid. Our Life Is Composed, Like The Harmony Of The World, Of Contrary Things, Also Of Different Tones, Sweet And Harsh, Sharp And Flat, Soft And Loud. If A Musician Liked Only One Kind, What Would He Have To Say?

The Strength Of Any Plan Depends On The Time. Circumstances And Things Eternally Shift And Change.

We Do Not Correct The Man We Hang; We Correct Others By Him.

The Ceaseless Labour Of Your Life Is To Build The House Of Death.

I Set Forth A Humble And Inglorious Life; That Does Not Matter. You Can Tie Up All Moral Philosophy With A Common And Private Life Just As Well As With A Life Of Richer Stuff. Each Man Bears The Entire Form Of Man's Estate.