Let Mortal Man Keep To His Own

How Sweet To Remember The Trouble That Is Past.

Today Is The Tomorrow You Worried About Yesterday. Tragedy Isn't Getting Something Or Failure To Get It; It's Losing Something You Already Have. Waste Not Fresh Tears Over Old Griefs.

There Is Nothing More Hostile To A City That A Tyrant, Under Whom In The First And Chiefest Place, There Are Not Laws In Common, But One Man, Keeping The Law Himself To Himself, Has The Sway, And This Is No Longer Equal.

Dishonor Will Not Trouble Me, Once I Am Dead.

There Is In The Worst Of Fortune The Best Of Chances For A Happy Change.