Bronze is the mirror of form, wine of the heart.

For Hades is mighty in calling men to account below the earth, and with a mind that records in tablets he surveys all things.

The great and amorous sky curved over the earth, and lay upon her as a pure lover. The rain, the humid flux descending from heaven for both man and animal, for both thick and strong, germinated the wheat, swelled the furrows with fecund mud and brought forth the buds in the orchards. And it is I who empowered these moist espousals, I the great Aphrodite.

Base men who prosper are unenviable.

Simple is the speech of truth.

Making it a valid law to learn by suffering.

Human prosperity never rests but always craves more, till blown up with pride it totters and falls. From the opulent mansions pointed at by all passers-by none warns it away, none cries, 'Let no more riches enter!'.