Abner Louima Quotes

If you wish me to weep, you must mourn first yourself.

Once a word has been allowed to escape, it cannot be recalled.

To flee vice is the beginning of virtue, and to have got rid of folly is the beginning of wisdom.

In adversity remember to keep an even mind.

There is a measure in everything. There are fixed limits beyond which and short of which right cannot find a resting place.

Faults are soon copied.

The covetous man is ever in want.

With silence favor me. (Favete Linguis)

Make money, money by fair means if you can, if not, but any means money.

He who has begun has half done. Dare to be wise; begin!

Mix a little foolishness with your prudence: It`s good to be silly at the right moment.

It is when I struggle to be brief that I become obscure.

It is not the rich man you should properly call happy, but him who knows how to use with wisdom the blessings of the gods, to endure hard poverty, and who fears dishonor worse than death, and is not afraid to die for cherished friends or fatherland.

Force without wisdom falls of its own weight.

The years as they pass plunder us of one thing after another.

Cease to ask what the morrow will bring forth. And set down as gain each day that Fortune grants.

Think to yourself that every day is your last; the hour to which you do not look forward will come as a welcome surprise.

Life grants nothing to us mortals without hard work.

He will always be a slave who does not know how to live upon a little.

Whoever cultivates the golden mean avoids both the poverty of a hovel and the envy of a palace.

The appearance of right oft leads us wrong.

Many brave men lived before Agamemnon; but all are overwhelmed in eternal night, unwept, unknown, because they lack a sacred poet.

Pale Death with impartial tread beats at the poor man`s cottage door and at the palaces of kings.

With you I should love to live, with you be ready to die.

Of writing well the source and fountainhead is wise thinking.

Remember when life`s path is steep to keep your mind even.

I will not add another word.

He who postpones the hour of living rightly is like the rustic who waits for the river to run out before he crosses.

Seize the day, put no trust in the morrow! (Carpe diem, quam minimum credula postero.)

He wins every hand who mingles profit with pleasure.