Events will take their course, it is no good of being angry at them; he is happiest who wisely turns them to the best account.
Ten soldiers wisely led will beat a hundred without a head.
The wavering mind is but a base possession.
'Twas but my tongue, 'twas not my soul that swore.
Wealth stays with us a little moment if at all: only our characters are steadfast, not our gold.
Better a serpent than a stepmother!