We consume our tomorrows fretting about our yesterdays.
He conquers who endures.
Is any man free except the one who can pass his life as he pleases?
Oh, what a void there is in things.
Out of nothing can come, and nothing can become nothing.
And dont consult anyones opinions but your own.
Each man has his own desires; all do not possess the same inclinations.
Tomorrow is the day when idlers work, and fools reform, and mortal men lay hold on heaven.
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