For somehow this is tyranny's disease, to trust no friends.
Few men have the natural strength to honour a friend's success without envy.
There are times when fear is good. It must keep its watchful place at the heart's controls. There is advantage in the wisdom won from pain.
Exiles feed on hope.
Destiny waits alike for the free man as well as for him enslaved by another's might.
'Honour thy father and thy mother' stands written among the three laws of most revered righteousness.
Sweet is a grief well ended.
Only when man's life comes to its end in prosperity can one call that man happy.
There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.
Bronze is the mirror of the form wine, of the heart.
When a man's willing and eager, the gods join in.
The future you shall know when it has come before then forget it.
A prosperous fool is a grievous burden.
For not many men, the proverb saith, can love a friend whom fortune prospereth unenvying.
The meaning I picked, the one that changed my life Overcome fear, behold wonder.