The Existence Of Virtue Depends Entirely Upon

No Man Can Be Brave Who Thinks Pain The Greatest Evil; Nor Temperate, Who Considers Pleasure The Highest God. [lat., Fortis Vero, Dolorem Summum Malum Judicans; Aut Temperans, Voluptatem Summum Bonum Statuens, Esse Certe Nullo Modo Potest.]

In A Disordered Mind, As In A Disordered Body, Soundness Of Health Is Impossible.

Sweet Is The Recollection Of Difficulties Overcome.

The Consciousness Of Good Intention Is The Greatest Solace Of Misfortunes.

It Is Virtue Itself That Produces And Sustains Friendship, Not Without Virtue Can Friendship By Any Possibility Exist.