To Withdraw Is Not To Run Away,

El Pan Comido Y La Compan? |a Deshecha. With The Bread Eaten, The Company Breaks Up.

He Who Sings Frightens Away His Ills.

It's Up To Brave Hearts, Sir, To Be Patient When Things Are Going Badly, As Well As Being Happy When They're Going Well ... For I've Heard That What They Call Fortune Is A Flighty Woman Who Drinks Too Much, And, What's More, She's Blind, So She Can't See What She's Doing, And She Doesn't Know Who She's Knocking Over Or Who She's Raising Up.

Men Of Great Talents, Whether Poets Or Historians, Seldom Escape The Attacks Of Those Who, Without Ever Favoring The World With Any Production Of Their Own, Take Delight In Criticising The Works Of Others.

Sorrow Was Made For Man, Not For Beasts; Yet If Men Encourage Melancholy Too Much, They Become No Better Than Beasts.