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God’s dice always have a lucky roll.
Reason is God’s crowning gift to man.
Fortune raises up and fortune brings low both the man who fares well and the one who fares badly and there is no prophet of the future for mortal men.
Whoever neglects the arts when he is young has lost the past and is dead to the future.
It is a base thing for a man among the people not to obey those in command. Never in a state can the laws be well administered when fear does not stand firm.
A word does not frighten the man who, in acting, feels no fear.
To him who is in fear everything rustles.
Not even old age knows how to love death.
For the wretched one night is like a thousand for someone faring well death is just one more night.
For death is not the worst, but when one wants to die and is not able even to have that.