For In Every Ill-turn Of Fortune The

Contemplate The Extent And Stability Of The Heavens, And Then At Last Cease To Admire Worthless Things.

I Scarcely Know The Meaning Of Your Question; Much Less Can I Answer It.

He Who Has Calmly Reconciled His Life To Fate ... Can Look Fortune In The Face.

Nunc Fluens Facit Tempus,nunc Stans Facit Aeternitatum.(the Now That Passes Produces Time, The Now That Remains Produces Eternity.)

And No Renown Can Render You Well-known: For If You Think That Fame Can Lengthen Life By Mortal Famousness Immortalized, The Day Will Come That Takes Your Fame As Well, And There A Second Death For You Awaits.