A Friend Is, As It Were, A

There Is A Certain Virtue In Every Good Man, Which Night And Day Stirs Up The Mind With The Stimulus Of Glory, And Reminds It That All Mention Of Our Name Will Not Cease At The Same Time With Our Lives, But That Our Fame Will Endure To All Posterity.

What One Has, One Ought To Use: And Whatever He Does He Should Do With All His Might.

I Do Not Now So Much As Wish To Have The Strength Of Youth Again That I Wish'd In Youth For The Strength Of An Ox Or Elephant. For It Is Our Business Only To Make The Best Use We Can Of The Powers Granted Us By Nature.

The Name Of Peace Is Sweet And The Thing Itself Good, But Between Peace And Slavery There Is The Greatest Difference.

A Friend Is, As It Were, A Second Self.