They merit more praise who know how to suffer misery than those who temper themselves with contentment.
A high heart ought to bear calamities and not flee them, since in bearing them appears the grandeur of the mind and in fleeing them the cowardice of the heart.
Cowardice Fleeing Heart
I love you, and because I love you, I would sooner have you hate me for telling you the truth than adore me for telling you lies.
Adore I Than
I keep my friends as misers do their treasure, because, of all the things granted us by wisdom, none is greater or better than friendship.
Treasure Things Their
I am, indeed, a king, because I know how to rule myself.
Know Rule I Am
If you want to annoy your neighbors, tell the truth about them.
Annoy Truth Want