Grief has limits, whereas apprehension has none. For we grieve only for what we know has happened, but we fear all that possibly may happen.

Hardly can it be judged whether it be better for mankind to believe that the gods have regard of us, or that they have none, considering that some men have no respect and reverence for the gods, and others so much that their superstition is a shame to them.

Truth comes out in wine.

Hope is the pillar that holds up the world. Hope is the dream of a waking man.

Home is where the heart is.

From the end spring new beginnings.