For in every ill-turn of fortune the most unhappy sort of unfortunate man is the one who has been happy

For in all adversity of fortune the worst sort of misery is to have been happy.

So dry your tears. Fortune has not yet turned her hatred against all your blessings. The storm has not yet broken upon you with too much violence. Your anchors are holding firm and they permit you both comfort in the present, and hope in the future.

Music is part of us, and either ennobles or degrades our behavior

A man content to go to heaven alone will never go to heaven

The more we take the less we become,The fortune of one man means less for some