Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is forced to multiply its strength. [Lat., Strangulat inclusus dolor, atque exaestuat intus, Cogitur et vires multiplicare suas.]

Nor is there any law more just, than that he who has plotted death shall perish by his own plot. [Lat., Neque enim lex est aequior ulla, Quam necis artifices arte perire sua.]

That load becomes light which is cheerfully borne. [Lat., Leve fit quod bene fertur onus.]

The wounded gladiator forswears all fighting, but soon forgetting his former wound resumes his arms. [Lat., Saucius ejurat pugnam gladiator, et idem Immemor antiqui vulneris arma capit.]

A wound will perhaps become tolerable with length of time; but wounds which are raw shudder at the touch of the hands. [Lat., Tempore ducetur longo fortasse cicatrix; Horrent admotas vulnera cruda manus.]

The least strength suffices to break what is bruised. [Lat., Minimae vires frangere quassa valent.]